? shit in a box, spoon it into whatever container they give you, seal up container, dump box contents down loo, throw away the spoon and the container... nope, don't see a problem.
Unless you have the runs, (which I suppose you might).
You've lived with dogs and cats so must have had to clean up after them on occasion?
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oh i completely get it. i was once in a club where two people were publically getting a lot of pleasure out of dealing with each others...i really don't get that one. Takes all sorts of course, this thread might be providing minutes of auto-erotic pleasure for some of your audience.
Oh, if I can give a helping hand to the coprophiliacs in the audience then that's fine by me :->
I'm interested to notice that I've now given up completely on trying to persuade people of emotional things. That's definitely a step forward - and seems to be new to the last 6 months or so.
actually not primarily intended as a joke, the envious and destructive child, in Kleinian stuff, projects its shit into the bad breast of the one who refuses to nurture us. Klein is really visceral and primal in her psychic imagery, breasts dripping milk covered in angry shit (I think we might just have turned on more masturbators).
So looking after your own shit, not projecting your emotions onto others, and not expecting them to "get" yours is actually a very classic sign of growth.
I always find it amusing that he will often call me from the bathroom, mid pee, and happily continue talking to me should I ever pee (although I'm far more discreet, and don't do it unless I *have* to, and he's refusing to get off the bloody phone), but should I realise I need to take a shit too, (and it's always amazing how he can *tell*. He has shit radar. Scatdar), I have a disconnected signal faster than you can say 'Oedipus complex'. Andy thinks I've been shitting a lot recently :D
IMO, emotions still benefit from explanation and examination. You can neither just run with them or ignore/run counter to them. You can neither just accept other people's (and the resultant actions) or ignore/reject/disregard them.
Some things can be explained and shared, some can't. It's interesting to try, usually...
You can neither just accept other people's (and the resultant actions) or ignore/reject/disregard them.
You can certainly ignore or accept other people's emotions. It's their actions you have to pay attention to (or at least learn when to duck).
I'm happy to discuss theories as to why people have an aversion to touching their own waste products, but I suspect we're both already au fait with the instinctual ones and I didn't think there'd be much else to say...
Whereas I don't kniow HOW you did that "cleaning up after the dog with diahorrhea on the train " thing.. I'd jut have got off the train and fled the country for preference..
Meh. People deal with things just as bad, if not worse, on a regular basis. I know it's possible, and therefore I know I can do it. I just really don't like it.
I think I'd rather die of some sort of horrific disease than collect my own shit. I have enough trouble with urine samples. In fact, I'm generally not good on bodily fluids. Unless it's girl-juice. Or blood. Or plasma and pus are okay.
And yet, shit and urine are the two top bodily fluids I can cope with, which is saying something, seeing as most of them make me reel in horror and want to puke.
And pet and children shit and urine is absolutely fine. I understand how you dealt with Tara on the train, you just get on with it and look after them. Urine samples annoy me only because they are so impractical, and I can't help thinking that it's a result of inequality - medicine is dominated by doctors and they just haven't got around to creating some way of woman collecting their urine easily. I can think of three right now, but...
I knew a girl could pee into the opening of a Coke can - handy on long car journeys. I can't quite do that but I can manage a standard sample container quite happily. Just clamp it round the right bit, controlled squirt and away.
Would think most women could certainly manage with a pint glass (or similar sized container)? Or am I Waaaay off the mark there?
I don't imagine it as being unpleasant at all. I have had several years to get used to my own 'samples' after all. Other peoples - thats a different matter.
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Unless you have the runs, (which I suppose you might).
You've lived with dogs and cats so must have had to clean up after them on occasion?
I'm intrigued - what exactly was so horrible about the experience. Yo dont' *have* to answer if you don't want to..
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I'm interested to notice that I've now given up completely on trying to persuade people of emotional things. That's definitely a step forward - and seems to be new to the last 6 months or so.
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So looking after your own shit, not projecting your emotions onto others, and not expecting them to "get" yours is actually a very classic sign of growth.
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You know what I mean...
IMO, emotions still benefit from explanation and examination. You can neither just run with them or ignore/run counter to them. You can neither just accept other people's (and the resultant actions) or ignore/reject/disregard them.
Some things can be explained and shared, some can't. It's interesting to try, usually...
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You can certainly ignore or accept other people's emotions. It's their actions you have to pay attention to (or at least learn when to duck).
I'm happy to discuss theories as to why people have an aversion to touching their own waste products, but I suspect we're both already au fait with the instinctual ones and I didn't think there'd be much else to say...
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And, having had to once do a thyroid test that required everything I peed for a week, I know your noses' pain.....
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You said "Tell Me Everything"
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Hm. Maybe just shit and urine then. Go figure.
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And pet and children shit and urine is absolutely fine. I understand how you dealt with Tara on the train, you just get on with it and look after them. Urine samples annoy me only because they are so impractical, and I can't help thinking that it's a result of inequality - medicine is dominated by doctors and they just haven't got around to creating some way of woman collecting their urine easily. I can think of three right now, but...
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Would think most women could certainly manage with a pint glass (or similar sized container)? Or am I Waaaay off the mark there?
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