Go buy a quart of yogurt. When you get home, open it up and lather up your hair with it. Then shit your pants. Then hit yourself in the face with a vintage Encyclopedia.
Obviously, those things aren't what will make you feel better; those are just random things I want you to do. I do know how you can make yourself feel better -- but I'm not going to tell you how. I enjoy your misery. :)
Okay, that's not only repugnant, it's also totally made-up. The "Dames Depository" thread is 11 pages long, and there's zero indication on any one of those pages of a "shit fetish."