I’ve accepted it. I have good days and bad days. I can’t explain why a day somehow becomes better or harder for me to talk I just notice it when I wake up and have a hard putting together sentences. I live with it and don’t feel bad for myself. I go about my day and everyone close to me such as co-workers and family know about it so I’m not ashamed. I do avoid situations though where I know I’ll be speaking to people I don’t know.