Absolutely. Your path reminds me of my own but different ages. I was an extrovert as a kid and then suddenly became self-conscious at 12. Went straight down from there to rock bottom at 19, running out of a college class and crying because I was too scared to talk. At that time, crying in my car, I had the epiphany that nothing is wrong if my heart is still beating. Stuttering made me feel terrible, but it couldn’t physically hurt me. It wasn’t the end of it like that, but that moment turned the tide in my mind and I could sense myself bouncing up from the bottom. I soon was offered an internship at a newspaper. It was a brutal, terrifying experience to be a reporter with a stutter. But that gauntlet built up the scar tissue. Over the years, stuttering hurt less and less, to where I eventually completely accepted it and am much more concerned about a booger in my nose today. I still stutter just as much now, soon turning 30, maybe even more than I used to. But I work a very public job (magazine editor), am thought of as extroverted, successful dating life (start working out if you don’t already), meaningful career, very happy and content in life in general. Good luck, my friend.