I’m covert by preference, open by lack of choice. When I’m at my best I’m very good at coping, but when I get tired, stressed, or sad I just roll on with it. I still cope (diaphragmatic breathing etc.) but my stutter is very obvious. I just figure that I’m clean 80 percent of the time, and if people can’t deal with my 20 percent they can go fuck themselves because I’m too worn out to give a shit what they think. I do stutter a lot more around my family because I don’t have to work for them.