It didn’t matter what time of day or what she ate because everything affected her stomach. She was allergic to many types of foods but what affected her the most was dealing with bullshit. She dealt with it since the day she was born and she felt like she would deal with it until the day she died. However, she dealt with it very well and it became her companion like a feeder fish on a shark. She was proper about it, she didn’t go around farting everywhere or around just anyone, but when it crept up and she needed to release she would find a proper place to do so. If you saw her sitting on a cushioned seat you better believe she would release one slowly without being heard. If you were one of the few lucky ones to hear one you’d be surprise by their blaring boom sound and their seldom scent.

Before she released one her stomach would suddenly fill up with air that would create a tightened feeling within her intestines that would become a severe cramp if she did not release. If she was in public or around people that she could not fart around she would just squeeze her ass and let it rise back up in her stomach until she was able to release. The more she did that the more her stomach would fill and cause an intense pain. When it got very bad she would make her way to the bathroom to slowly release one, but because she kept creeping them away, only a little would come out, enough to soothe her pain and the rest would stay in her stomach only to creep up again once she left the bathroom. Then, as she returned to her work, or hanging with her friends or being in public the pain began again. I realized why she enjoyed farting at this point. Her mother use to tell her “Embarrassing for your face but rest for your stomach” and she always made it a point to choose her stomach over her face.

She believed in herself and knew she would find someone to love and accept her no matter what flaws she had. She first learned to love herself the most and to accept all she had and didn’t have and within that self love journey she attracted more love. You see, she learned to accept herself as she was created and that is a pivotal point in anyones life. We all aren’t created alike and there is no “normal”, we should learn to love ourselves no matter what. However, if there is something you don’t like about yourself and you can change it, then change it but love yourself no matter what. As for her, she refused to give up cheese and knew bullshit would never leave her life, so she accepted herself as she was and learned to love her gassy ass.

We all have a weakness and an addiction, which comes with a side effect and I don’t feel that she should ever be judged or looked at with disgust because if you do then you’re just reflecting a disgust within yourself through her.

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