I think the hardest thing for me (and I have a really bad stutter) is the frustration that comes along with it all. I’ve broken it down into stages. With every interaction I have there’s 1. Anxiety, which is self fulfilling, and then I stutter. 2. The anger I feel over not being able to say what I want to say when I want to say it. 3. The sadness that comes after it. And 4. The resentment of it all. The hardest thing I think I will ever have to do is to accept that I actually stutter. Even harder, I think, will be accepting the fact that the people around me KNOW I stutter, and that they don’t care. I just can’t come to grips with other people being okay with it because I’M not okay with it. I’m a very intelligent person and I have a lot to give to this world and I spend most of my days feeling like a prisoner. Don’t get me wrong, I’m very happy, I have a great life, great friends, great family, but it’s always the thought of I COULD be doing this IF I didn’t stutter. I don’t know if I’ll ever shake that. I’m just trying to live with myself first, which for all of us I think is the hardest part of healing