Have you been with someone for a while, but are still afraid to fart in front of them? That’s not uncommon – but we’re here to say, you don’t have to worry so. Usually we try to avoid doing unpleasant things in front of people we want to impress, but new research suggests that people who fart in front of their partner are more likely to have a lasting relationship.
That’s not uncommon – but we’re here to say, you don’t have to worry so.Usually we try to avoid doing unpleasant things in front of people we want to impress, but new research suggests that people who fart in front of their partner are more likely to have a lasting relationship.
Leah Decesare, author of the book “Naked Parenting,” has written a research paper which confirms that a lasting relationship is based on complete trust and sincerity – which includes such things as farting in front of our partner.
Bodily functions and physiological needs are things most people prefer to do in private, rather than in front of an audience. Maybe because we feel the need to appear perfect so as to make our partners love us. Or maybe simply because it’s gross. But as times passes, this usually changes.Farting is as natural as laughing, crying, or eating. Why hold it in?
Women are seen as delicate and fragile, and the nature of fating in the presents of the partner, makes them more attractive by creating empathy between the two.
As far as farting with a wider audience goes, it’s better to hold it in. And for your partner it shouldn’t be an issue. Farting is as natural a function as laughing, crying or eating, so it’s best that you get on farting in front of your partner right.
Writer Jessica Gentile published a story about a bowel-related accident she had on a first date that brought her now-boyfriend and her closer together:
“All of a sudden, I felt it seep out of me. I was on the all-important third date with a very cute guy. Things had been going well so far. We went out for dinner and had just returned to his apartment. Then, mid-cuddle, a bout of flatulence I couldn’t quite control took hold. Startled and embarrassed, I abruptly rushed to the bathroom. I tried to catch my breath and gain my composure, chastising myself for eating the whole burrito, but much to my chagrin, it only got worse. I clogged his toilet. An incident this mortifying can make or break a couple. I was sure this would be the humiliating demise of a potentially blossoming relationship. Instead, the foul odor I produced only brought out the sweetness, compassion, and humor in both of us. Seven years later, we got married.”