oh CRAP...medical advice needed...

So let me first warn you...this is going to be a post about poop. So...if you don't like talking about poop or listening to someone else talk about poop, you might want to just that little button that exits you out of this page. K?? k.

I have a poop problem. And a horrible doctor who thinks it's all in my head. Butttttttt...no pun intended...I think it's really hindering my progress with losing those inches. And therefore, I'm making my poop problem your business. Oh Shiiiiit...literally

I don't poop. I mean, of course I poop, but it literally only happens about 3 times a week if that. Whenever I tell people that they say, "Oh that would suck to feel constipated that often." Nope. Doesn't suck, because I almost never feel constipated!! I just don't have the urge to poop.

So where the hell does it all go? It has to be stuck in there somewhere. And therefore, I have come to the conclusion that my poop issue is why I can't loose that pudge in my belly! It's a pudge of poop!!

It all started in college. First off, I know it's weird, but I DO NOT poop in public. I don't care how much pain I'm in, I'm not going into that public restroom where someone could totally sit beside me while I'm pooping. So, the community bathrooms in college totally effed me. I would hold that shit for a month at a time waiting until it was a holiday break, or my parents came to visit, or we went to someone's house for a weekend, but I wasn't doing it in the dorm. It literally caused me to have panic attacks in the middle of the night. I had to go so bad but just held it. Until the moment came where I was sitting on a toilet at 3am sweating with blurred vision and having convulsions because the panic attack was setting in.

Luckily my junior and senior year I had an apartment so I had my own bathroom. I became a little more regular but definitely nothing like I should be. And it's stuck until now.

And believe me, I'm sooo not one of those wives that doesn't fart or poop in front of Mike. I wouldn't be surprised if one day he came in and sat on the shower ledge just to talk to me while I was pooping. And he's totally the guy that's like, "Whoa!! Come check this out!!". lol. And it never fails. Although we have 3 bathrooms in the house he always wants to poop in the one I'm showering in so he can "keep my company". So, it's not like I'm trying to hide it from him now. I just think it's what my body got used to and it never changed.

So I need help! Could that be a reason I'm not losing inches like I want to? Or am I just lazy and coming up with excuses?

Do you have any suggestions?!?! I'm still not going to poop in public even if I do get the urge, so that's out of the question, but maybe there is something that you take that makes you more regular?

HELP!! I'M IN A SHITTY SITUATION!!!

And don't forget about the giveaway going on!!