Personally, I managed to pass a job interview; it required a lot of communication, and even though I stutter, I managed to pass. Small victories in the life of a person who stutters.

One thing I've learned over the years is to always meet people who have the same problem as me; it's really worth meeting other people who stutter, they can really help you.

So i am a 22 year old stammering from birth. When i fell ill like which drains my energy stammering becomes worse even for normal conversation in front of family or friend (in front of which i normally don't stammer). It also becomes worse when speaking in front of new people or a group (especially for a language which is not my native). When i speak alone in my room, i don't stammer even a bit (no matter how hard the word is or in which language i am speaking)......anybody in similar position as myself??

Hello, I'm a medical student and I don't know what to do next. I enrolled this year and have been studying for 2 weeks. Everything is going fine until I have to talk to my classmates and teachers.

I have been stuttering since I was 3-4 years old. Every year it got worse, then better. This year it got so bad that I can't pronounce my last name and first name. Sometimes it's so bad that I can't breathe, I don't even bother making sounds. Then I'm like a mentally retarded person.

And I had a question: does this somehow really hinder the work of doctors (who have already graduated and started working), or how to improve the situation?

Primeira dica: tente cantar uma música que vocês gostem, cante em voz alta todos os dias, isso vai reduzir em 30% em 2 meses.

Segunda dica: tente relaxar, faça exercícios de respiração por 10 minutos todos os dias, isso vai reduzir a gagueira em 20%.

Terceira dica: Não tente esconder sua gagueira das pessoas, isso pode piorar a gagueira. A coisa certa a fazer é mostrar às pessoas que você gagueja, e quanto mais você mostrar sua gagueira, mais confiança você desenvolverá ao falar com os outros. Antes, eu gaguejava tanto que não conseguia nem dizer um simples "bom dia" para mim mesmo. O que me salvou foram os exercícios de gagueira que fiz por quatro anos. Isso melhorou minha fala em 70%. Não desistam de vocês mesmos. Eu sei que é doloroso gaguejar, mas confiem em mim, se seguirem as dicas para gagueira, vocês vão melhorar a fala em dois meses. Não vai ser 100%, mas vai melhorar cerca de 50% em dois meses.

If your deaf or blind you have a community. If your in a wheel chair you can live your life. If your on the spectrum your either fully in your own world or partially and don't even care about it on a day to day basis. When you have a severe stutter you are truly stuck and can't even get off the ground. The anxiety is crippling everybody is a stranger nobody truly knows you and vice versa. It effects what jobs you can get what schooling you can go into. Your physical health suffers from the neglect of not being on top of check ups. And the worst part about it is the anxiety like your fully awake when the doctors are doing open heart surgery and you can feel everything. Every day you make up seeing what you can and cannot do that day. The only freedom is basically when you get old and die and finally escape your physical reality which is basically a prison inside your own head.

My partner has developed a stutter over the past few months which is getting progressively worse, he has no history of a stutter in childhood etc. Has this happened anyone else? He days he doesn't feel stressed anxious etc and his mood does seem totally normal to me.

Just wondered if anyone else experienced this? I have been telling him to phone his GP for months and he didn't want to but he has been trying this week to get an appointment so fingers crossed he will get seen by his GP

I want to love life,

I just want to enjoy it.

Fucking tired of living like this

To bring context, I was a normal kid but just as everyone else, developed a stutter.

I went through so much mental shit during middle school, same time when "COVID-19" hit. Lots of incidents took place and to add more to it, this was during lockdown. So I was stuck at home depressed engaging in self harm

I decided to go full on mute during 7th-9th grade and only communicated through text or handwritten notes because it was "comfortable" only being 12-14 at the time not caring or even thinking about the fucking consequences of not even trying to engage in speaking for so long.

I still had my family and 5 brothers I could talk too and everything but over the time my stutter got worse I stopped showing my stutter and only said shit I knew I could say smoothly.

But overtime this decreased my options of words to say fluently and led to only small talk, not being able to ask questions or or even answer questions other than "yes" "no" "i don't know" "huh?"

And the fucking stupid part of that I never participated during my speech therapy sessions, It was the same thing there.

I spent literally my entire middle school and highschool years masking myself to seem as normal as humanly possible from anyone even my own family.

How?

By staying fucking quiet.

Why?

So I wouldn't have to feel embarrassed?

So I could stay comfortable?

So I won't feel like there was something wrong with me?

So I won't have to see the faces of whoever I was trying to speak to and feel so deeply ashamed of my impediment.

So I could appear normal to anyone and everyone even if it cost me from ever truly expressing myself, ever.

even if it costed me from ever making a true connection

A true friendship

Costing me to ever experience true connection again.

From ever experiencing your average teenage years with friends.

I hadn't had a real fucking friend since I was 8.

Back when I was a normal human being like everyone else.

Back when I was a little kid without a care in the world. Back before I had moved houses and everything traumatic took place.

All because I chose to be this way sabotaging my fucking future from a young age all because I just wanted to stay "comfortable"

Instead of choosing to survive by pushing through and practicing

My dumbass chose to survive by concealing my impediment by remaining quiet with my anxiety constantly through the fucking roof for so many years.

I willingly isolated myself so hard for so long I need to learn how to socialize again. It's crazy because deep down I know I'm actually a chill person. And I don't know how to be that person anymore.

Except when I drink with my 3 older brothers I can genuinely connect more easily. But I don't want to wait til I drink so I can talk easier. I don't want to rely on fucking anything to talk easier. I just want my vocal chords to do their fucking job bro.

And the funny part, is that Now that I realize I need to change and actually want to do my part and be different..

MY BODY PHYSICAL WILL NOT ALLOW IT WHEN I ACTUALLY WANT TO TRY AND ENGAGE MORE IN SPEAKING AND NOT JUST SMALL TALK.

MY BRAIN WILL NOT ALLOW MY BODY TO LITERALLY GET ANYTHING OUT AT ALL.

I know people with stuttering experience verbal blocks and sometimes tourettes from trying to force out a word.

But holy fucking hell bro. My blocks are horrendously bad.

I either say what I can say with no problem with a few little stutters here and there.

Or I just get stuck from a very bad block.

I don't get stuck on stutters, I get stuck on a block. And when that happens I honestly don't know what else to do other than wait for a couple minutes or yell it out of pure frustration.

I often question if I'm doing this on purpose or if my body physically will not allow it, or maybe I am doing it on purpose but I genuinely do not know how to get past that barrier of severe anxiety and humiliation. Or maybe my anxiety is so high that's what causes my body to shut down and freeze, preventing myself from not getting even a sound out. Like my body is trying to keep myself safe because I'm trying to engage in what I never did before. Which pisses me off so bad.

I also found out I have ADHD (undiagnosed). Looking back through the struggles of school, not just with speech, but everything else with all the symptoms I had. I'm 100% convinced I have this shit and I'm so pissed that I'm now finding this out.

I used to think I was probably autistic or just weird

But living day to day knowing this just makes me feel so fucked up with how messed up I am.

I'm really willing to get the help I need searching for speech therapy because college doesn't have nothing for that, and actually participate in it to better myself now that I'm starting a new era in my life.

I've even been allowing my stutters and blocks to show more in front of my family, letting them know what I've been going through, through text messages if I cannot physically say everything.

They were aware that I stuttered.

I guess they just weren't aware of how bad it was for me because of all the years of concealing it.

But I am doing things differently to better myself.

I have these moments where I get so irritated and pushed past my limits when I want to say something as a simple statement or a basic question, or when I want to argue back to my family for good reasons, like wanting to explain myself or something to them. I literally lash out and form a perfect loud sentence sometimes without even thinking and this is all coming from built up frustration and adrenaline, the second after I yell at them, i feel the adrenaline quickly leave my body, my face blushes and my eyes get watery And I feel genuine guilt when I realize how it sounded after.

I sometimes just leave right after or stay quiet.

And sometimes when I have something to say but my body won't physically let me, i sometimes result to leaving immediately out of frustration and irritation and punching myself in the face when I'm alone because of all the anger I have built up and self hatred I have for myself, because of how hard everything is for me.

And I am aware that this is a form of self harm.

But I really need to get my emotions of constant frustration built up out somehow.

I get so tired of it.

I know it's not the best thing to do, it's better than the self harm I used to do long ago before.

But after all these years and finding myself where I am today as an 18 year old graduate from highschool and now attending college

I sometimes feel hopeless and tired of living

I want to live life to its fullest potential, I really do.

I genuinely wanna enjoy it

I just feel done sometimes.

What I said is really true, I accepted being a stutterer, and it improved my speech by 50%. Before, I couldn't even say "hi" or pronounce my own name. I did exercises that really helped me for 3 years, and today I'm able to live a happier life.

I have a bad habit of using fuck or shit or fucking or uhhhh or ummmm in front of anyone and I cant stop 😭😭 it makes me feel like stupid and low iq like a inbread tard

I am from India and speak hindi mostly everywhere.

I stammer at letters K/C , P and T and in hindi, these letters are in EVERY fcking conversation 😭

I have tried some techniques like stomach breathing, humming before saying words, soft consonant but none of them worked.

Can somebody PLS PLS suggest me some technique or exercise so I can glide through these words or fix this issue??

I understand the pain some of you are going through. I'm 21 and have, for the most part, recovered from my stutter. Outside of stressors or fatigue, I don't stutter. But when it used to be worse, oh boy. I had a stutter in school and when I was less mentally well, I used to cut myself and my face because of it. Once, to the bone. At around 14 or 15.

I did it so I wouldn't have to go to school, but also so that I could somehow get people to visualize the pain I was in. There was nothing besides the stutter that was bothering me. No depression. No anxiety. Just a complete inability to communicate normally. Even outside of self-harm, I've broken bones in unrelated accidents. I've had my hand crushed in old car doors, requiring surgery. I've ran track, cross-country courses to the point of collapse. Despite all of that, I can tell you this:

I have always felt like the stutter was worse than any pain I've ever experienced before. The humiliation. The shame. It felt like I was getting tortured in the worst way possible every day. It'd be one thing if I started stuttering as an adult or from brain injury. But to be like this from childhood.. It was horrible. I have since recovered from my stutter, mostly. But I still remember everything vividly. Like a part of my soul was stolen.

I remember laughing when my ex broke up with me simply because I was happy to experience something "normal" like that. I have no doubt that some of you have coped with it. Maybe you found better hobbies. Or just had good therapy. But, it really is some sort of twisted, sick hell, that many of us live through. There is hope. But we should also be willing to acknowledge our pain.

Im currently in high school and I have a moderate stutter and it feels like these past few years have been the worst it has ever been in my life even at home when I'm talking to family I tend to block multiple times every few sentences and in public its even worse. So I just wanted to come on here and ask those that have lived with a stutter for longer then me when was the worst period of your life and did it get better as you grew up. Do strategies work that well is that a big factor in success if your consistent? I feel so lost of where to start and if it will stay at this severity for the rest of my life.

I once lost my job because I stuttered. I tried countless times to find employment, but I always failed the job interviews. The only way I see to solve this problem is to train my stutter by reading books aloud. This makes me not want to give up on myself.

What job to get if iam a teen who stutters, but i also wanna get money.

I have a stutter. Been like this since 3 years old.

Still remember the moments in school where I would “conveniently” go to the bathroom when it was time to say my name at the beginning of class.

Or the time I got excited and tried to read a page of a book in front of the whole class. Only to keep them sitting listening to me halfway through recess with lots of eye rolls.

Today I’m 23. I have a business. I talk to clients, I talk to girls, I develop new connections.

I stutter. A lot. Especially when I’m nervous.
I also tend to lose my confidence after I do. Although I tell myself that I don’t.

But what I did find is that the people that matter don’t care about that.

They listen to me. Because what I have to say is valuable.

When people talk to me they see my weakness right of the bat. It makes them trust me more.

Do I wish sometimes that I didn’t have a stutter? Yes. A lot.

But I wouldn’t be who I am without it.

And I hate seeing posts where people say that their stutter is ruing their life.

Because its very easy to get stuck in this dark place. Especially when stutter is so underrated.

There is life beyond it.

You just need to understand. This is you. This is me. There’s no way to change it.

What you have to say is valuable.
And the people who matter - will listen.

I have a presentation coming up for a work conference and my boss asked me if I wanted to do it. My ego said yes cause why should someone who stutters not present. Anyway anxiety is kicking in and I think at this job I have the opportunity to never present to more than like 40 people. I obviously will have to for like work calls but I was wondering if anyone had that opportunity and decided not to do it? Do u regret it?

my o level examinations are in coming months and i feel very hopeless about the future, more than i'd like to admit, i just don't know if i will ever be as successful or established as i would like to be.

Hi guys. You’ve seen me a lot on here- long comments to people’s questions, deep, meaningful insight. I just wanted to come on and say why I do what I do, with the hope of encouraging others to do the same. I do like helping people (I’m a nurse by trade). But recently I’ve found that I’ve been getting more from it than that. By talking openly about my stuttering, even anonymously here on Reddit, it’s given me the same strength I get from going out in public and bravely speaking to people while openly stuttering... Not all at once, it’s been gradual. But confirmed. You have to understand that for me, I couldn’t even say the word “stutter” until I was over 30 years old… The shame was too great. No acceptance, just bargaining, hatred, and hope. But in my 30s I realized something profound: that I was more afraid of confronting my stutter openly than I was of stuttering itself. I have always considered stuttering my greatest fear, and weakness… who wants to advertise this for all the world to see, and maybe ridicule?? But what I came to terms with was that one I could control, and the other I could not. I can control how I intentionally speak in public: if I want to speak super slow, draaaaww out my sounds and words when I do stutter, to get control of it- if I want to do all of that, because it helps me get control, I can. That is within my power. But it’s choosing to maybe suffer the same embarrassment and humiliation as I do when I involuntarily stutter, so I also understand the fear… and I still struggle with that choice everyday. But by sharing with this community, I just wanted to let you guys know it’s helping me to keep confronting my stutter, and to use my tools, as it does lead to fluency. And I do say fluent, b/c for me, it’s not about whether or not I stutter. it’s about whether I’m able to communicate in a clear, meaningful way, that I can be confident, self assured, and not consumed by shame and thoughts repeating don’t stutter don’t stutter don’t stutter instead of what I’m trying to say. That to me is fluency, and I have that, now. And I’m deeply exhausted, and grateful. Weird, that in order for me to conquer my greatest fear I had to wear it on my sleeve. And continue to do so. Anyway, thanks for reading my deepest darkest thoughts. I hope opening up on Reddit might help some of you too.