I've bought one of these for myself, my parents, and my friends. I'm not kidding. You may think I'm just some made up spam account, but I honestly have bought multiple squatty potties. Not to get too graphic, but when I'm doing my business I'll think almost nothing came out based on the amount of pushing I did. I'll turn around and the bowl is full. I've never seen so much come out of me so easily before. As long as you are also getting an appropriate amount of fiber in your diet, this will work better than sitting on the toilet normally. I almost don't want to use a toilet for #2 unless there's a squatty potty.

Works as it should. But I wish I had bought the wooden kind that is two separate foot stands and changes from 7, 8 or 9". This doesn't look nice. But it does what its advertised to do: improve your elimination experience. It's true: our bodies are designed to squat for elimination.

i have been using now for couple weeks and from the start i loved it- i noticed my legs dont fall asleep nearly as fast as the old position- i used to use my hands to press my lower stomach to improve bowl movement- BUT THE NEW POSITION PUTS my legs right against the lower stomach and i lean forward to get a nice pressure

I've struggled with the #2 for the last couple years. I've gone from Deificating Toxic Avenger to the, "Dear GOD! I feel like I'm passing the Twin King Gaurdian Statues (of Lord of the Rings)". It's been a sphincter nightmare. Then it went from bad to worse... adding blood and could no longer pass my rainbow snow cones of Fallout 4 style waste. Like Kibbles and Bits but more savage. I'd get sick from toxic waste backing up the plumbing. Would be almost incapacitated from cramping and the amount of dangerous dookie storing away. No matter how hard I tried, prunes, more water, high fiber. Taco Bell and even White Castles. Nothing was working. Usually in a 3 week interval I'd get very sick and spend 3-4 hours in about 9-10 trips of liquid dookie stew and could barely function for the next 48 hours. My sphincter would be tender and I'm damn near positive if this goes on, it would be the end of me.

Then I saw the most ridiculous commercial in the world. My sides hurt from watching, but the message was heard. Decided to go ahead and plunk down the $25 and prime ship it. With in minutes of unboxing, It had it's first use. The dookie passed faster than Hillary Clinton could delete her emails. I was in awe. Day 2. I'm no longer seeing bloody stools. In fact I think I'm starting to feel better and my cramps are no longer happening. I'm really wondering that improper pooping posture was the reason I was getting this sick. I wonder had I gone on the way I've been could there been irreparable damage to my health or even worse? I swear to God, when I go on my next road trip, I'm taking the damn thing with me, and IDGAF if my friends laugh at me. This damn thing may have saved my health and possibly my life.

I wasn't too sure about this concept at first, but anatomically it seemed to make sense. It makes a taboo bodily function much easier and more comfortable, and now I hate to have to go in places where there is no Squatty Potty.