Fellow severe stutterer here. Its ironic, I have a cell phone yet never use it to actually talk on the phone. I too have written things down, and made up ways to communicate what I need to, and my stuttering has triggered depression, sometimes worrying levels. I keep going on, because I had the privilege of having kids, and even though Im a single dad now, I keep going on because of them. Most times my stuttering leaves me in tears, sometimes in anger, sometimes in really bad depression. My family has always been supportive of me, have accepted me, and they definitely make it tolerable. My advice, find a therapist that specializes in stuttering. My therapist was a stutterer himself, and a highly educated man. He taught me the first thing I had to do was to stop worrying what others thought, stop being concerned what I must sound like, and taught me just how to stutter easier, he even encouraged me what I had those brief moments of fluency, to intentionally stutter. Things like that desensitizes you, and I found it therapeutic. I still stutter, severely in fact, I surround myself with people who accept me, have heard me stutter my whole life, their acceptance tells me there are people in the world who are good people. I am in my fifties now, and my therapist was only the second person I've ever met in my life who stuttered. Wish there was more I could say. For me, it's a constant battle for me. The more afraid I am of the monster that follows me around every day, the worse it gets. Just recently I got passed over for a promotion, their reasons made no sense, which tells me when they said I had poor communication skills, we both knew what they were talking about. There is a price we as stutterers pay to be in the club, we struggle to do things that the rest of the world take for granted. As I told my kids many times, when I die and go to heaven, I'm going to punch god right in the mouth for putting me through this. You can privately message me if you wish. Hope it helps.