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I have suffered (and maybe suffering now) from the same thing for more than 8 years. Recently this "Bridge exercise" has proven to be helpful for me. Try it. it is free, but make sure you are fit for the exercise first, otherwise you may end up injuring your spinals etc.. Stay in the "FULL bridge mode" as long as you can every day; and feeling the tension in your stomach is what you want when doing this exercise.
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I'm going through that exact same thing right now. It started in high school, I'm now a junior in college. I suffer with it every single day and it's affecting my grades and my life really. I dread going to class because I worry about it being quiet and I constantly think about my stomach making those loud whining noises. I try to avoid putting myself in situations where I know it's going to be quiet because I don't wanna deal with the stress and embarrassment. I literally can't even hangout at my boyfriends house because I stress myself out and get anxiety when my stomach starts to act up it gives me the WORST anxiety and it makes me feel so stupid because he doesn't know what my problem is. It happened to me the other day we were just watching a movie and the noises started and so I started stressing and worrying about it my hands got so clammy and I was literally like shaking I couldn't sit still. It's seriously a struggle and I've been pushing off going to a doctor because just like you said, they tell you a bunch of bs that doesn't help. I've been googling this issue for years hoping I'd find some kind of remedy but nothing seems to help. No matter what I eat, it still happens. I started exercising and eating healthier, drinking more water but I still have the same issue. I've tried different pills also and they don't do anything. I needed to vent about it because I don't know how to express this issue to anyone else. It makes me feel better knowing I'm not the only person that struggles with this. I saw this post is from over a year ago so if anyone knows anything that can help it would be greatly appreciated. It has seriously taken over my life and I want to feel normal again.
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I'm glad I'm not the only one, I try to hold it in because I was scared I would fart if I didn't and then it makes such a loud growling noise and it's so embarrassing. It happens over and over and it's even worse because im a girl . It wines aswell . This has made me consider suicide.
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Iam eating only two times a day.Iam always sad and depressed.if you found a solution pls share me.
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The reason these noises happen is because of stress. Lower stress in your life.
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For some reason tonight, I looked up "why is there a noise in my butt?" and then I found this post. I've been struggling with this since 4th grade and I'm now a senior in high school. When it first happened to me, I was on my way to recess. I thought I farted so I ran to the bathroom (my mom always told me that if you kept farting, they would come out on their own) and then went back to recess thinking nothing of it. Two years later during social studies, it was really quiet since my teacher told us to read our textbooks independently. My butt started making the noise again and then I got really nervous because our desks were really close together and I was thinking "what if someone thinks I farted?" My stomach started hurting so I asked to go to the nurse and then my mom picked me up. The next morning, I asked my mom how long stomach viruses last and then I stayed home. Almost every day, I would tell my mom that my stomach hurt and I was having diarrhea (which was true). She would let me stay home but sometimes she yelled at me and I would go to school really upset. I yelled at her when she wouldn't let me stay home and I would throw my cereal on the floor and stomp while walking around. I found that going to the bathroom would get rid of the "growling." My mom was really worried about me and thought that maybe I had an eating disorder since I was losing weight because I was going to the bathroom almost every hour of every day (and to make things worse, I got braces that year too so it was hard to eat). I planned my meals so that the food would digest in time and I would be able to use the bathroom before school so I could prevent "the noise." This continued for months so my mom took me to the hospital to see what was wrong, but nothing was wrong. We even went to a gastroenterologist and nothing was wrong. She was eventually concerned that it was just my nerves because I just started middle school (i wasn't nervous about school, but about my body). My teacher was really worried about me and would send letters home. If I was in school, it wasn't for long and my mom would pick me up. My attendance was really poor but I loved spending time with my mom, even if I was "sick". Sometimes my mom would leave and then I would just run around the house playing my music loudly. One time in school when I was absent, there was a bomb threat so after that, there was a new policy that only one person was allowed in the bathroom at a time. I was quite thankful for this, since no one could hear me when I was having bowel problems.
The next two years of middle school went by and it was still happening but I never complained about a stomach ache or wanting to stay home (unless I had a sore throat or cold, etc.). My sister wanted to stay home and yelled, "HOW COME SHE CAN STAY HOME FROM A FAKE STOMACH ACHE?!" I felt awful because she didn't actually understand how I felt. I felt like a loser and nobody would want to hang out with me because of my "butt problem" but nobody even questioned what was happening if they heard the noise. I remember one time during music class, there was a lockdown and I started panicking because the room was going to be dead silent for 30+ minutes and we would all be close together (the principals seriously went room to room and gave mini speeches). When the noise happened, a group of girls started laughing, which made me panic even more. I was shaking and told the classroom aid that I wanted to go to the nurse but she obviously couldn't let me go during a lockdown. Even though I wasn't as nervous anymore, I still tried to make lots of sounds or distractions so no one would hear me. I kicked chair/desk legs, tapped my foot, got up to blow my nose, and one time I even pushed my textbook off my desk.
To this day, I hate quiet places. Standardized tests give me the most anxiety because I hate the thought of me sitting in a silent classroom for more than an hour. I shake when I hear the announcement bell because I'm scared the principal is going to say that we are going to participate in a lockdown. I'm really happy that school is going to be over soon so I won't have to suffer through another quiet class. Although, I like a couple of my classes because the teachers are nice, the room isn't very quiet, and I feel comfortable. I never really go to the nurse anymore unless I have girl problems, or if my throat hurts and I want to go home. Sometimes, if i'm hanging out with a friend or family member, I just start talking nonsense or make some type of noise so the person doesn't have to hear the noise.
I seriously can't believe how much I could connect with this post even though it's a year old. I just wanted to get this out because I will never tell a soul whats wrong with me. I fear the day that my lover wants to do something with me, if you catch my drift..
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I've been struggling with this problem ever since I was 12. Now people look at me like I'm a freak or something. Every one laughs at me every single day of my life. Adults, Kids, and mostly teenagers. I stopped going to school because of this problem and my parents are not happy with me cos I just hide in my room all day. It scares me that I would never have a future. I think of suicide everyday.
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