I've been exactly where you are 10+ years ago. And the best advice I can give in a situation like this, is to brace yourself and go to the doctor. I went to a speech therapist for years, and a big part of my *training* was to stutter till you don't care, more or less. Random phone calls and visits to stores to ask about products. Talk and stutter. And eventually you'll realise most people don't care you stutter. I know it's not comforting advice. But if you want a functioning life, you just have to learn to not care. I also used to dread saying my name. Especially in school. My heart would be beating out of my chest and I'd get a cold sweat. I'd think about for days beforehand and lose sleep if I knew we had to present ourselves to a new student. But now, while I still stutter all the same, I just don't care. I stutter. You stutter. That's who we are. Do you know think less of someone who stutters? Or someone in a wheelchair? No. Then why would other people? There will of course be ignorant people who will care and think less of you, but those aren't worth thinking about. Now, do you think a stuttering person is the strangest thing the doctor has seen? It's probably not the strangest thing they've seen that very day you walk in.