I don't know if it was being afraid of missing anything but i knew that no one was going to make it easier for me on purpose. My dad always told me the squeaky wheel gets the oil and here i was just a kid with an ailment that ran me silent. I always knew that this would be difficult and i had coping mechanisms to help me and eventually i basically talked myself out of stuttering. I slip up here and there especially if I'm stressed. I think its when you stay comfortable when the actual demons come out and those demons are worse than fighting the ones that i saw when i put myself into uncomfortable situations on purpose. It worked for me and i don't know if it works for anyone else. Anytime i encounter someone at my job with a stutter who either doesn't care or has the guts to hold a conversation with me. I look them in the eye the whole time and never break contact and never allude to what they're going through and then i always make sure i give them a firm handshake because i know how it is, we all do.