You and I must have been twins, 2 years apart. I am 54, and K-12, I went to the school therapist, much to no use I think. Most of my childhood therapists knew nothing about stuttering. I was teased, a lot by classmates, even teachers, you name it. I was lucky, found a small group of friends, we were more like outcasts, but each one was socially awkward, but loyal, we all supported each other. Not sure I would have made it through without them. Hindsight, I think the intense teasing I went through when I was a kid gave me an extremely thick skin later on in life. I would be teased and be unimpressed with the very little amount of effort they put into giving me a hard time. It wasn’t until I was in to my adulthood when I met a speech therapist who stuttered himself and he was really able to give me a unique perspective on what I have to do to make my speech a little easier for me. It’s not always possible and it’s not always easy and most of the time I struggle with it My stuttering has followed me throughout my life. After high school I joined the Navy met somebody, got married had kids the whole 9 yards. One time I got a job delivering packages for DHL and I thought it wasn’t going to be able to manage it because talking to people is something I wasn’t very good at. I was there for six years. My stuttering still follows me around. Most of the time I block and I have problems, but I’m able to get through it. It says I tell my kids, my stuttering made me who I am, is a part of me. I don’t like it, but I’ve accepted the fact that I’m going to be dealing with it for the rest of my life.