8th grade and freshman year for me, I still didn’t understand why I was talking the way I was and I was trying extremely hard to “fix” it, that only lead to negative self talk and creating a distance from my stutter, which led to more misunderstandings and frustration, and when I noticed other people starting to notice it that’s when my anxiety got really bad, I’d have mute periods for days to weeks on end and coming from an immigrant family it was hard to even make them believe that a stutter was real so just a lot of invalidation, but adulthood(and shrooms) has given me the option to make my own choices and see my own perception, so slowly but surely I’m unlearning a lot of the stigma that came from my stutter and embracing it, it was pretty lonely at first and still kinda is, and with depression you can kinda fallback into your bad habits but it’s all a work in progress and at least I’m not staying stagnant, my bad if this was too personal btw