Have you ever been in a situation where you have had a problem with flatulence and become a social outcast after just one mistake? Have you accidentally let one slip at a board room meeting and been demoted or even sacked? Ever broken wind at a religious service and been banished from all further gatherings? We are a support group who deals with these incidents of victimization and provides victims with support, advice and encouragement.
I am sooo glad that I found this group! I think I may have Flatuphobia!
This story is from Kate
“I had worked at Tobin Brothers in five years. During one funeral I accidentally let one rip and sent the whole congregation into hysterics. But my boss didn’t think it was funny and I was given notice a week later. They said the reason for my sacking was my poor attitude but I am certain it was due to my flatulence problem.”
I feel for you Kate. I really do.
This story is from Jenny
“Me, my brother and my boyfriend went to a restaurant a few days ago. My brother farted, and said to my boyfriend, ‘Jen, stop farting’. Now my boyfriend doesn’t seem to take me seriously any more and mocks me because of the restaurant incident.”
This too, has happened to me. Stay strong Jenny, we can make it through this together.
This story is from Martin
“As a kid my mother thought I had a problem with flatulence. She made me eat these charcoal tablets which were supposed to get rid of the problem. They had the side effect of causing explosive diarrhea which was worse than the cause.”
Explosive Diarrhea? O’Cmon, Now your just being silly!
Several years ago I frequently traveled on small commuter aircraft. Frequently I suffered abdominal discomfort due to the build up of intestinal gas during these early evening flights, but held release of said gas in check till I could dash to the restroom upon arrival at my destination. About ten minutes into a relatively bumpy flight one evening I was going over various books, and the cabin suddenly became a tunnel of containment for an outrageously foul smelling odor. Obvious to all in the crowded cabin, a passenger had silently relieved themselves of thousands of cubic feet of abdominal gas. Comments such as “open a window” . . , “where’s the gas masks” . . , “who messed their pants” . . , “whew,” where heard coming from fore, center and aft of the cabin. Passenger coughing and gasping were common place. Being I was feeling elevated levels of gas realted abdominal discomfort at the time, I decided I no longer needed to wait till I got to the airport restroom to dissapate my discomfort causing gas. To take containment pressure off my buttocks, I leaned towards the center aisle as though to look down the cabin, and with deep concentration manged to silently contribute to the foul odor permeating the air in the cabin. Whilst in this position I said loud enough to be head fore and aft, “Would the person who fouled the air in here please leave the aircraft by the nearest exit.” Laughter broke out and various versions of “A helluva an idea” or “Ah-men,” were heard. I sat back in my seat feeling better and joined what had become open conversation of what to do when confronted with gas pains, at 15,000 feet in a small commuter plane. A couple of passengers were visibly angered by the gassing they had been subject to and were verbally nasty. Me? Although I felt the guy or gal that started it all were uncouth, I had the smug grin of “successfull relief of discomort” on my face.
5 thoughts on “Flatuphobia – I Knew There Had To Be A Name For This!”
There’s no reason to be embarrassed or feel like an outcast for your sudden bursts of flatulence. It should be a joyous and celebrated occurrence.
Once i farted in dance class, while doing jumping jacks as warm ups, and since i was at the first row, i felt totally embarassed! now i have a phobia of going into the auditorium again to dance.. afraid i might fart….
I get embarrasses too, most of us do, but don’t forget it’s not the end of the world. I fart, u fart, the girl next tou farts and sometimes one slips out, and we feel horribly embarrassed. But u gotta think, so what? I’m like everyone else! Go out there again and dance ur heart out! The more u avoid it the worse it gets trust me, been there, that’s y I wanted to reply. God bless 🙂
Ooh gosh i just wrote a big comment and as soon as i hit reply it came up blank! Please tell me it worked right? I dont want to sumit it again if i do not have to! Either the blog bugged out or i am just stuipd, the latter doesnt surprise me lol.
I have had this paranoia for five years from 5 th grade all the way up to 9th grade and this fear has kept me from living my life I have tried everything , every diet , every method, I’ve failed two of my classes this year because of my flatulence problem, I would skip my classes all the time and hide in the bathroom for hours, I’ve lost friends because I don’t hangout with them anymore because of my fear, I also hate meeting new people, this has ruined my life for so long I’m just so done, I can’t focus in class because my stomach always hurts from gas , always worrying if somebody will hear my stomach growl or fart, I will skip test days because of the hours of quietness scares me, I don’t go to many family gatherings anymore, I fear car rides, I am finally at the age where I can take drivers Ed but I’m am so terrified I will fart in font of the instructor, I’ve begged my mom to let me do online school but she won’t let me because I’m not getting bullied. People think I’m shy but if you known me before all this you would’ve seen a happy energetic girl, I just don’t know what to do any suggestions would help.