Hello Ryan, I'm also Ryan, about to turn 18. I've stuttered my whole life and it's been horrid, sort of. It has overall gotten better probably and my outlook on it has improved to where I don't worry about it too much. But I've essentially given up on helping it because none of the speech therapy I've done, even when working really hard on it, has really helped much at all, lack of motivation for it and general other things too, and I've never really heard of any of the other things you've mentioned, never been mentioned to me. I think too fast for my mouth to keep up, sometimes. That's what it seems like anyways. However, when I'm alone, talking to myself, out loud, I never stutter. When a camera starts recording or a I talk to someone I get the blocks. I also stutter when reading out loud to myself but not nearly as frequently as when talking to a camera or another person. All I've ever really been told in the speech therapy given to me just throughout school is the softening of hard consonant sounds and slowing down, but that doesn't help when I stutter on an "I" or an "H" because I can stutter on just about every letter. I've gotten Semi-decent at realizing when I'm about to stutter on a word and then avoiding it, but I often find myself stuttering anyways. I don't know how it works, very early on I had just accepted it as terrible part of my life I had to deal with and stopped caring, never cared to learn about it or do more than my casual school speech therapist told me to cause I thought, well, can't be helped in any menaignful way. I know my biggest issue is my lack of motivation, and any motivation I do get I'd much rather spend on things I actually enjoy doing rather than thinking about my stutter that I can't figure out why it even matters. I know I rambled in this, surely, but I just wanted to write something. I hate my stutter but it's just a part of my life and I don't really care anymore. If someone else doesn't like it I just avoid them and it doesn't matter. All become pretty routine. Pessimistic? Yes. But, who knows, maybe when I'm no longer a teenager dealing with the crud teens about to graduate have to deal with, maybe I'll actually have the motivation and care to deal with the worst thing in my life. Who knows. Maybe too long and disconnected, sorry, doing this on bed before I sleep.