This is really great advice, and mirrors my experience almost exactly. I was put in speech therapy in first grade because of my stutter, and stayed for eight years. I couldn’t get through a word when I started. Therapy got me to the point where I was mostly functional, but it was still pretty disruptive and caused a tremendous amount of anxiety. When I was 24 or so, something changed inside of me. I was dating a new girl, and almost immediately stuttered on our first date while trying comment to a story she was telling. She paused for a second and asked — almost disinterested — if I stuttered. I said I did, and she said “Oh” and kept going with the story. We dated after that for almost a year, and she turned out to be my first “real” committed relationship. I had been ruthlessly bullied over it when I was younger, so it blew my mind that somebody noticed my stutter and didn’t care. I can’t stress the importance of this part enough. After that, *I stopped seeing myself as a stutterer, and more as a person who stuttered.* This was my voice. It was a personality quirk. It was a part of me, but it wasn’t *me.* It didn’t mean I was disabled, dumb, or didn’t have anything to say — far from it. If anyone had a problem with it, they could eat a dick. It was their problem and I didn’t need to waste my energy on them. Almost immediately, my stutter started to improve. I’m 35 now, and I still stutter. It varies based on my stress and sleep, but when it does happen, it’s a minor inconvenience. I was very fortunate in that the speech therapy worked for me. I was even more fortunate to realize that my bullies were just assholes, and didn’t deserve my thought capital, but I’m convinced that dissolving that emotional reaction to it is one of the things that helped me become semi-fluent today.