My husband is so embarrassed and humiliated by my gassiness.

We've been married 8 years and together 14. We have 4 year old twins. We had some trouble getting pregnant and we were told it might be difficult so each time I was pregnant, I felt fortunate and I wanted to do everything right. So I avoided things like blue cheese and dried beans, fish and onions, because I didn't want to feel uncomfortable and I didn't want to deal with gas. <br><br>Then when our children were born, I was breastfeeding at first and then bottle feeding and I just avoided those foods until they were eating what we were eating. I never avoided eating the foods because I hate them. In fact I love cheese and I love dried beans and I love fish and onions. I just never felt like it was worth it to eat any of these foods because I wanted to feel good and avoid the discomfort of a really gassy bloated stomach and to avoid the embarrassment of gas. <br><br>So all the years I avoided eating the foods that I love and I felt stupid for it. So this weekend, we were visiting family and my sister made a big pot of chili with beans for everyone and it smelled and tasted so good. I had just about forgotten how good a warm spicy bowl of chili could be and it was so addictive. The chili really did wonders for me and tastewise it was just so satisfying. <br><br>I came home and made a big pot of chili. I added cheese and onions and sour cream and it was amazing. I ate it for breakfast the next day with eggs and toast. Then I decided to make a big thick bean soup and I added in some smoked sausage. It was delicious. <br><br>This was Saturday night and by Sunday my stomach was bloated and gassy. I was farting so loudly and so often that my husband was getting angry. He told me what the hell was wrong with me that I was making so much gas and he said that he had never really smelled my gas before. <br><br>He was just so angry and embarrassed, he walked away from me as I was sitting on the couch when he smelled my gas. I felt humiliated and embarrassed. He told me to eat some beano or take some gas-x and I took the gas-x and I went to bed early. <br><br>On Monday morning, I made a big omelette with cheese and onions and garlic and mushrooms and spinach. My husband and kids are always happy when I make omelettes. So i made 3 big omelettes. Then for dinner I made black bean rice and roasted chicken, green beans and corn. And there was lots of cheese and sour cream and butter. I had seconds on all of it and I burped all through dinner. <br><br>My husband was so annoyed and he kept looking at me. I felt so embarrassed and humiliated at first but then something came over me and I thought fuck him. If eating what I want makes me gassy then that's what I'm going to be because I like the food and I can eat what I want. I burped again loudly and my husband was always angry. I got up and went to the kitchen for seconds again and my husband said "seriously" really loudly. <br><br>He was so pissed but I didn't care. A little while later my son had a playdate at a friends house and I picked him up and on the way home we stopped at a fish market / fastfood place and I ordered some fried cod. It was delicious. <br><br>My husband smelled the food when I walked in and he looked at me so angrily and he asked me what that was and I told him fried cod and he was so pissed he wouldn't look at me. Then I opened the box and started eating the fish in front of him and the kids. He was so angry and humiliated but I just couldn't care. I ate the whole box plus the little cup of cole slaw. <br><br>When I finished, the car was filled with the worst smelling gas and I could smell it too. I felt really embarrassed and I felt bad but my husband blew his temper and he yelled at me for eating that "fishey shit" in front of him and the kids and for making so much gas. He told me to stop eating or I would make myself sick. <br><br>I felt really bad so I offered to drive my son home and i took the kids inside and my husband went home. I cried the whole time I was driving there because I felt so bad and stupid for eating the food that I knew would make me so gassy. When I got home, my husband wasn't there so I made a grilled cheese sandwich and I ate it with tomato soup and I burped and farted the whole time while I was eating. <br><br>My husband came home and he was very angry but I just looked at him and smiled. He kept looking at me and I smiled again and at that moment something came over me. I stood up and I let out the loudest, wettest most smelly fart I could. It was so bad that the dogs ran into the bedroom.<br><br>My husband started to walk towards me but I stood my ground and I let out even more gas. I kept farting and I could see tears in his eyes as he cried from the smell and the anger. I smiled again at him and then I let out even more gas. He went into the bedroom but I followed him and I just kept farting. I felt a power and satisfaction that i had never felt before. <br><br>I kept farting until he left the house and he didn't come back until I was in bed and asleep. In the morning, he was still angry and he wouldn't talk to me so I made some scrambled eggs and cheese and onions and toast and coffee. I burped all through breakfast and I farted as much as I could. <br><br>He kept looking at me and I smiled at him until he left to take the kids to school. When he came home I was still eating the scrambled eggs. I had seconds and then thirds and I just kept burping and farting. I was eating slowly and taking small bites and chewing slowly and swallowing all my food. I felt so much satisfaction and power as I ate and burped and farted.<br><br>I felt like I was getting back at him for making me feel so bad. I kept eating the eggs and cheese until I was so stuffed that I felt like I was going to explode. I drank all the coffee and I burped as much as I could. Then I sat on the couch and I farted and farted and farted. I had never farted so much in my life. <br><br>My husband was so angry and he was crying but I didn't care. He kept saying that he couldn't believe I was doing it so much. He kept telling me to stop but I wouldn't and I just kept farting until he left again. <br><br>He came back around 2 and I went to Subway and i made a big sandwich and I added the onion, onion sauce, cheese and garlic mayo. I ate the whole sandwich and I burped so loudly that the dogs ran away again. <br><br>My husband was still angry and he kept saying that he couldn't believe I was still doing it. I felt so empowered as I ate and i felt like I was getting back at him for treating me so badly. Then for dinner I made tacos with cheese and onions and sour cream and I ate 5 tacos and I burped and farted the whole time as I was eating.<br><br>My husband was pretty much crying at that point as I burped and farted and i felt so empowered. I felt like I was taking back my power and I felt like I was getting back at him for being so mean and nasty. <br><br>After dinner I made a big bowl of cheesy mac and I added garlic bread. My husband kept covering his nose and he told me that he may need to stay with a friend for a while because he can't take the smell. <br><br>I told him that if he left then he should stay gone for a while because I was sick of his mean words. So he left and he took the dogs. I cried when he left and then I felt stupid because i knew we needed to talk about things. <br><br>I don't know what to do. I don't want to stop eating what I want but I also don't want to be so gassy and I don't want to humiliate my husband. <br><br>I just don't know what to do.