Perhaps one of the worst moments of my life was in university too. I was in creative writing and we had to read out something we wrote. I just stood up before it was my turn and left the class, basically crying my eyes out in my car for an hour. It was my rock bottom point. But it was also when I realized stuttering can't actually, physically hurt me. So what if I get embarrassed? I'm not dead. Either kill me, literally, or I will just keep on going. It didn't make me confident overnight, but it changed my perspective, and it was the epiphany I needed on my road to getting over stuttering.