When I gotta go and I can’t, I lose my poop. That happens when I have a bowel movement while I’m out and nowhere near a bathroom. With a bit of effort I’m able to shut my bunghole tight enough so no solids escape, but if I hold it too long the urge to poop is lost. That’s fine while I’m out, but when I get home and try to extrude it there is nothing. That makes me anxious knowing a six inch turd is lounging inside my rectum with no plans to immediately vacate. When this happens, my colon goes into hibernation and my chronic constipation sets in. It’ll be days before I poop again. The story of my life.