Brandiwyn🎶 v.2026, also known as Michelle Tuesday, is a musician, educator and writer hailing from Columbus, Ohio.
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One possibly issue among asking AI to quantify your verbs for flavor is that it is also trained on the internet, which is the worst of all possible bullies. Whimsy isn't necessarily a good thing to it. AI can be introduced to brain rot by reading twitter but they haven't figured out how to fix it afterward.
I saw a post on Twitter the other day (originally from a few years back) that said, "I'd much rather be 'too sensitive' than whatever the fuck has happened to half of humanity." Sadly, I think of that quote often these days...
I'm not sure why or how poop became such a taboo topic.
Whenever someone acted holier-than-thou, my ex used to say, "his shit doesn't smell like roses." There's a reason he's my ex, but actually, none of us shit roses, so he kind of had a point.
We all do it. Some of us are better at it than others. My husband, for example, poops at 9:00 am for roughly 20 minutes daily, but he can easily adjust that time around his meeting schedule as needed, as if it's a valve he can control. I, on the other hand, oscillate between not pooping for days and, "Oh, bloody Hell, get outta my way!"
My style of pooping is not recommended. For one thing, it's the reason I started composing this blog post at 3:30 in the morning (in my head initially, because my eyes don't work properly for at least 30 minutes after waking). It's not the root cause of my lower back pain, but I can definitely tell when I'm backing up even without clock watching my toilet habits. A full colon compresses on my spine and it freaking hurts. And there have been many times in a public setting where I had to be very careful not to laugh too hard.
Even though you don't talk about it, I know you fall somewhere on the spectrum, too. Pooping may be something you take for granted. But if you're more like me, your waste elimination system may be interfering with life. These days I compare everything with managing blood sugar on an insulin pump, but shooting (heh) for that balance between constipation and liquid fire, and between once a week and seven times per day, is truly comparable (see illustration below). I personally take more constipation meds in a day than Parkinson’s meds, and if you know anyone with PD, you know that's saying something.
So, in summary, I'm jealous of my husband and I'm awake way too early today.
Share your poop stories below. Be improprietary. Break the taboo.
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, also known as Michelle Tuesday, is a musician, educator and writer hailing from Columbus, Ohio.
Thursdays: A weekly original short story submission.