Submitted by shytird in random (edited )

Good Morning community, I don't know if this stuff might be of your interest, though I'd like to share my story with you.

I am a young pal grew up in the digital age. When I was born there were no such thing as social networks, internet was not the popular thing it became today. I used to spend my spare time procrastinating on the internet, writing on forums, reading random wikipedia pages or playing basic games like online tetris or falling sand (Shit, I loved that website!). Everything was slow and significant. Entertainment was more like going to a restaurant on a budget, taking a soup, making it last half an hour, but enjoy every scoop of it.

Nowadays it is more like being millionaire but buying hot dogs every second. That's current social media entertainment for me. Anyway... living in 2020 means having long distant relationship with half of my friends. Yes, we make a phone call once in a while but who chit-chats on the phone anymore? We basically keep in touch through whatsapp groups, where we report each others' daily tales.

Now, there's this friend of mine, who used to work in Switzerland, who sends me texts about his poop sessions (sometimes he even sends pictures of that). He even clogged the office's toilet once. After the clogging tale I realised I simply love his stories so much I had to ask him to get serious: spreading his tales to the whole world. "I don't know man, I have no time for this" he replied.

I felt dejected. I really thought it was a great idea. After a few weeks I thought "well, why don't I do that by myself?". Hence I started a blog. The plan was simple: write a post every time I take a shit. Fine, what could my name be then? The first time I went to the loo after this idea came to my mind I decided to write a note on my phone. Just to try you know? I was constipated, and even though nothing was getting out of my arse, something came out from my mind. It was a shy tird I was struggling with! From then on the name was not a problem anymore It was the end of October 2019 when I created http://theshytird.wordpress.com. Thus my blog started.

After a while it became my way to escape the world, a safe environment where I can just literally shit-post about crappy stuff - and philosophical topics sometimes. I haven't skipped a day ever since I opened it.

On Christmas time, during a very long toilet sessions, I decided to make a gift to this silly project I'm having, so I bought theshyt.com web domain. Now, I don't know if you are anyhow interested in my story, sometimes I just feel like an idiot running this stupid website, some others I just feel like the king of shit.

On the 24th of October, 2020 I celebrated my first anniversary at my cousin's, who's a chef. Actually I spent the morning of that day in his toilet, transforming his menu into brown matter. On the 24h of October 2021 I celebrated my second anniversary in a less exciting way, I was constipated. After that I am simply keeping my blog updated. I basically write a post every time I take a shit. I feel lonely in this world, I do less whilst writing about my time spent in the toilet.

After two years spent doing this I started to believe in it more and more. Two months ago I was having an interview, trying to be lucky enough to be selected to enter a PhD school. That time I should have spend my days researching, studying and preparing, nevertheless I was concentrated solely on my project: The Shy Tird. Ever since my anonymous adventure began I thought of many ways to improve my project: I am working on a book (obviously about my crap adventures), I'm going to start a blog, I took a video of myself taking a shit (no face is depicted, only stools), I printed stickers with those fecal matters and spreaded wherever I travelled.

Anyways, I might be crazy, yet this is my story, I thought it might be worth a try telling my story to someone, after all, we all poop!

yours, The Shy Tird https://theshyt.com/

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