Reflections on my less than fluent youth.

Reflections on my less than fluent youth. This is not to say my stutter has completely gone now, because the truth is, it's still the same as it always was. The only difference is the lack of forced public speaking which i was subjected to during my schooling years. I don't have to do that anymore, and therefore am not reminded of my crippling inability to talk in front of people. It still comes around though, usually around strangers, or figures of authority, or most bizarrely, talking to myself. It still lurks behind my veil of ego protection, morphing my choice of words and twisting my perception of others and their opinions. It's deeply driven an inferiority complex within my being, which is leading me to a depressing, solitary life.