I don’t have a happy story but I am happy to be here and alive now. Stuttering as you know kills confidence and these status hungry girls arnt gunna have it. I was engaged my first and only relationship. She left. I fully just am glad to breath and see and drive and stuff like that. I’ve completely given up on anything coming because it made me depressed and a sad sack. I let those parts of me die and now I can appreciate what I do have. Still have both parents. Can breathe on my own. Can leave comments on Reddit. It really is the little things. Much love. It’s gunna hurt a long time no bs. I started praying God would make me be okay with being alone at 27. 34 bow and can say I just now fully accepted it. And same don’t feel bad for me. Feel bad for the sad sack that was waiting for his princess. That dude had no future. At least I can be my own. I love my resilience and struggle that made me this