The opening paragraphs read:
I knew something was different about me. No one wanted to tell me, but I knew I didn’t sound the same as everyone else. When I reflect back on my adolescence, I would describe it in one simple word: alone. I didn’t understand why I was different, how I could fix it, or why me? Despite the sincerity of my questions, I posed them to a silent audience, from an empty stage, in what felt like a dark room.
I always believed I would grow out of my stuttering. Every July twenty-ninth on my birthday I would wake up, take a deep breath, and talk aloud to myself in hopes that this would be the year it was gone. Not until my twentieth birthday did I decide it was time to be honest with myself – my stuttering wasn’t going to go away.
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I stuttered, at times severely, until my early 40s, at which time I found an effective way to address it – a way that worked for me. My experiences, growing up, are what makes me much interested, to read a great article such as this one by Christina Spicer.
The Canadian Stuttering Association is a volunteer-run, national organization that offers an impartial forum for sharing information about stuttering.
For you fluenters out there, the more you hear the stories of people who stutter, the better it is for all of us.