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I have a stutter and am pretty happy with my life on the whole, and the parts I'm unhappy about aren't related to stuttering. I love my job and interview very well. So it's absolutely possible. That said... I've noticed that some of the really unhappy posts on this sub seem to come from people who have this very, mmm, *specific* idea of what their life is meant to look like. You list having a place of your own, meeting your future wife, and being a father. And... there's no guarantee you'll get that, with or without the stuttering. You can't control every factor in life, especially ones like meeting a romantic partner and having kids. The more rigidity there is in your idea of the future, the more fear and pain it causes when something comes up that seems to make you deviate from it. I think it might do your psyche a great deal of good to view your future as more flexible and be more open to different possibilities, so you're not constantly measuring yourself against some vague ill-defined sense of where you should be. I know this is much easier said than done. I myself managed to break some of the societal conditioning about what my life Should Look Like not so much through stuttering as through some other really incisive experiences that made it clear the standard milestones might be an issue. For a period in my twenties I wasn't sure I'd ever be able to hold down a full-time job, or live fully independently. It was absolutely devastating at the time, and luckily did not turn out that way - but ever since, I've done my best not to take the fact that I can do those things for granted. I'm single and will probably remain that way, not because of the stutter but because I'm queer with a minority orientation that makes for a really tiny dating pool. It's not how I imagined my life when I was younger, but I'm making the best of it and doing things that are hard to pull off when you have a partner. And that same flexibility helps me work with my stutter and make my life the best it can be with one, instead of mourning after what could have been if I'd been fluent.