Fellow stammerer here! Wanted to share my story and experience with having a speech impedement

Fellow stammerer here! Wanted to share my story and experience with having a speech impedement Sup, I'm 16 and have a stutter, and just wanted to share my story and how I cope with having a (most likely) life long stammer. Feel free to read, or you don't have to it's cool 😂, anyway let's begin. Ever since I could speak I've had a stutter, so since I was 3 or 4 (I started speaking quite late), and I would usually replace letters with a "d", so for example; 'train set' would become 'drain det', and 'Darth Vader' would be 'Dart Dader'. It was a cute little thing I first picked up. I couldn't say C until my dad practiced exercises with me, and I eventually got it out, that was a real highlight for him. Primary school was difficult as I remember, a memory of mine was when I was trying to book out a library book from my school library, and the ladies at the front desk asked me what my name was, and me not being able to say my name, I just stuttered; "A-a-a" was my response, also with "What's" and "Huh" to presumably stop my stuttering. Of course that was considered rude, and with them saying "what have you forgot your own name or something?" as a joke. I left feeling embarrassed to the bone, asking myself why did I do that? Talking to my parents have always been hard, they think it's a genetic thing, that my brain is hot wired just to stammer regularly with them, seeing as though my mum had a worse case than mine and so did one of my grandads, and there's faded away once they reached about 13. So, my 13th birthday, hoping to god something will happen when I wake up the next morning, that my speech will be normal... to my disappointment it didn't, and I was confused. "Why can't I speak normally?" and "I wonder what it's like speaking normally?" I would, and still do wonder to myself. I have always been a bit awkward around other people, maybe because of my nerdy background, I ain't quite sure, but I've never really let my stammer pull me down that much to the point of complete antisocial or depressive behaviour, there's ajways been that glimmer of confidence in me. Now I live with it, it's just a part of me that I know I can't change, but hey, I'm cool with it. I'm as confident as ever, and my friends and gf understand my case and my sensitivity and if someone ever asks why I'm doing a certain jolt or twitch or tap (which is a habit I picked up), I gladly tell them about it, which is nice, in a way. Spreads the word you know. If you got this far, thank you for reading. I kind of just wanted to get this off my chest but also share my own experiences with other people. Cheers everyone, stay strong 💪🤙 From a fellow stammerer :)