I'm a 29F, and I still stutter. Some days are worse than other days, but you have to keep trying, and don't give up. I'm not saying it will get better, because for me it got worse, but it ebbs and flows. I was suicidal for a long time, and I sometimes still contemplate it. I want to tell you what no one ever told me: You matter. If no one loves you, I do. You matter to me, dear stranger. And I hope and pray things will get better for you than they have for me.