body functions

I used to believe…

Even though my parents almost never took any of the family to church, I was still raised in a very sheltered and puritanical environment. My only sister was years older than me and therefore able to hide knowledge from me. Perhaps she told me that that "girls don't poop" as I see numerous others on this site have been told, at an age when I was too young to retain a specific memory of it. But even if the memory wasn't tangible of it's origin, I too certainly got the idea that girls don't poop. Believe it or not, that was a belieef I never questioned until high school, and never got any clarity about for quite some years thereafter. One day in my first year in high school I heard some sarcastic boys that I didn't much trust telling a story that mentioned a girl "shitting". Perplexed, I couldn't help but ask something about that, to the effect that "girls don't do that, do they?" (I don't remember my exact words.) In any events, the responses I got mainly made me regret asking, consisting mostly of derisive laughter and ridiculing. One guy did tell me that girls poop just the same as boys do, but there was no clear indicarion but what he was being as derisive as the rest. I wondered, after all, do boys really know for sure? I was finding that I apparently didn't. I started thinking how nice it would be if I could find out from some girl that I could trust. The only girl I could imagine daring ask was a very nice, but very popular "upperclasssman". I more or less had a hopeless "crush" on this girl. I decided if I could just get her to enlighten me about this matter, I could be more content and make my joy of know her everything that it possibly could be. I didn't dare start out askig her, "Hey Kathy, is it true what I just heard, that girls poop exactly the same as boys do?" So, to break the ice, I started out telling her that I'd always heard that boys and girls "go to the bathroom" differently, and I understood how they pee differently, so she need not try to explain THAT. At that point she gave a resounding response of "Yeah, Wayne, Girls are different! NO SHIT!". That was in a tone as if to end all argument about it, so it seemed, and that stopped me dead in my tracks. Having no previous knowledge of "No shit" as a figurative expression, I could only think she'd confirmed what I'd assumed for years. So I could only go on believing more of the same. Only years later did I begin to piece together with her response what I'd grown to understand of the figurative meaning of "No shit!", understanding at last that Kathy might have had only the best intentions of setting things straight for me and that I might have had a chance back then of continuing the inquiry and learning the truth from her, if only I had understood what she was meaning by "No shit!"

I used to believe that everyone could fly, they just didn't want anyone who hadn't figured out how to be able to, so they lied and said no one could fly.

I must've spent about an entire week trying to figure out how. ubluckily, nothing worked.

secretly, i still think i could fly if i tried hard enough.

I used to believe that if I didn't think about something for long enough I would forget it.
My friend Jane told me in graphic biological detail how babies are made. I was 9, I knew she hadn't made it up because no-one could have an imagination that wild! I felt a little sullied by knowing and tried not to think about it so that I would forget it. Guess what? it didn't work. But as I get older, I'm 43 now, I find I don't have to try so hard, somedays I could forget my name.

I used to believe…

When i used to play the game of hide and seek when i was younger, i used to believe that nobody could see me if i couldn't see them. Consequently i used to stand in one spot and cover my eyes thinking i had found a good hiding place.

I used to believe…

When I was about six or seven I wouldn't ever read any of those celebrity magazines while going to the bathroom. Fearing that they could see me through the paper. Haha, what an odd belief.

I used to believe…

Up until iw as about 8 i didnt eat well. I really diddnt eat lots of veggies and meat and stuff. So when My mom told me to eat more healthy stuff, i told her that my veggie compartment was full and i still needed to fill my sweets compartment. Even now when we have something i dont really like i use that excuse. Mymom gets a kick every time!

I grew up in Tennessee. The first out-of-state trip I remember being taken on as a child was to Virginia, where I got diarrhea. For what seemed like the longest time thereafter, I thought that meant that people in different states pooped differently, the more solid poop I was used to being the kind peoiple did in Tennessee and the diarrhea-like type being what people in Virginia did. I never questioned that until one scary day when I got diarrhea back home in Tennessee.

I used to believe…

When I was little I used to eat a type of flower as my friend told me they were good for me (what a friend!) They instead made me sick. I thought if I kept eating the 'good for me flower' I would get better but instead I got worse.
I continued eating it until me ma caught me doing it and told me the truth

i used to think that every time ya went to the toilet you had to grab your butt and make that sound that guns make to reaload and that you had to say ''fire the cannons'' unfortunatly someone was there when i did that oooooooooooooopppppppppppppppppppppssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :(

I used to believe…

When we were about 6 and 8, my sister and I discovered that we could burp when we drank cola. We though it was realy funny and kept on doing it all the time. My mother began to be upset and told us that we should stop doing that because it would disform our stomach. We didn't bother 'til she told us that disform stomach coudn't digest chocolate and sweet pastries.

I used to believe…

up until i think 6th grade, i used to think that every time a person spit, they lost a bunch of tastebuds, and so that is why grown men (who in my small town, i often saw spitting) always ate so much... because they had tasting troubles!

I used to believe…

my mom told me that once when i was 3 i walked in on my dad peeing. well then i ran out of the bathroom screaming, "mommy! mommy! daddys peeing out of his nose!!!" my mom still makes fun of me.

I used to believe…

When I was really little, I thought that what you did in your dreams was real, just in a different place that you went to at night. As I used to fly in my dreams, I told my parents that I could fly. They told me that I couldn't, so I took them outside to the patio to demonstrate. Needless to say I just did this the one time.

I used to believe…

When I was little I used to believe that if I slept on my back that God would take my soul to heaven, so, not ready to leave, I always slept on my stomach or sides....and I still do...

I used to be deathly afraid of going to sleep. I used to think that if you had a nightmare in which you ended up dying, then you would die in real life. This kept me awake for 5 hours almost every night. This also made me extremely scared of Freddy Krueger, since it's basically the same principle. After about 2 weeks I got over it. Oh, and you know what's really screwed up? I was 12. I'm 13 now.

I used to believe…

When I was a little girl, a playmate once told me that it is a sin to poop on Sundays. I believed it for the longest time. There were times when I really tortured myself trying to hold back a "BM" on Sundays, and even a few times I remember shitting my pants trying to do so. Even now as a grownup, there are occasions when an urge to poop comes on late enough Sunday night that I'll try to hold it back until after midnight!

I used to believe that being an organ donor meant that you had to be alive in order to donate. I wondered why people would give up their heart or their liver when they needed those things themselves to live!