There was a point in my life where things were going great, especially around that age where I did my all to not let myself dwell or think about my stutter. Over time I got used to it and it became second nature not to give it much thought once it occurred because there was no sense in being consumed by it. That let me instantly focus on other things and continue progressing through life. Recently, well maybe not that recently but a while back i went back to this philosophy. I let myself stutter freely and I don't wanna think about it anymore. Every time I do, it reminds me of bad moment in time where I thought I could help myself and others (spoiler: it's too sensitive an issue and not worth the risk of disillusionment). In my earlier years, this rose up from me caring to solve it or just live with it (so it served either purpose, I figured I have nothing to lose). I reasoned that the more I thought about it, dwelled on it before, during, after...endlessly, the worse I made it and I reasoned the less I care the less others care because people are as comfortable as you are. If worrying about it is unhelpful then the next logical step for me was to test out forcing myself not to think about it. It was agonizing at first but I got used to it where it became second nature. Then I could enjoy my successes at school, at work, with cars (although kinda wish I didn't waste all that money on em) and then one day I randomly realized it doesn't bother me at all the way it used to and it doesn't scare me at all.