I haven't written in a long time but I got an email from another sufferer and it reminded me to revisit this site. I have other health challenges that interfere with my employability and have started receiving SSDI benefits. I'm now home full-time and spend most days alone with my pets who are my salvation. However, I met a man last summer and based my rushed decision to marry him partly on the fact that I have had NO problem using the restroom around him! I thought it was a "sign" that my body knew he must be safe and understanding. Turns out, he is a wonderful man but extremely moody and unpredictable; very domineering, passive-aggressive and foul tempered. This kind of stress is exactly the sort of environment that has inhibited me my whole life. Oddly enough, even though the marriage isn't going well, I continue to be comfortable enough around him to poop. I've even used 2 public restrooms in the past year!! I'm not sure what to make of it. Based on past history, the volatile nature of my home life should have me plugged up tighter than a drum. I guess it's a success story of a sort.