I would love to be able to get over this, but no matter what I tell my mind it doesn't listen. I know everyone poops, but it still doesn't matter. Yesterday at work my stomach started cramping and I still had six more hours of work to go and no matter how bad I needed and wanted to go to the bathroom I just couldn't. Boy was I miserable. I was scared people would wonder why I was taking so long in the bathroom and then they would know what I did. How stupid. I know the other women poo in there and it must not bother them. By the time I got home the urge had left, but the next day I paid for it. Because I had held it back and it wanted to come then it was real hard the next day.. I don't know what the answer is, but I don't want to go the rest of my life like this and I am 46 now.