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The Lonely Life Of A Stammerer |
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Written by Administrator
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Thursday, 10 September 2009 16:42 |
I am somebody that developed a speech impediment when I was just four years of age. This stammer went on to plague my life for the next eighteen years. I have to say that at times I often felt very much alone, lonely if you like, it was as if I was the only person in the world that had a stammer.
 I believed, rightly or wrongly, that the only people that would ever truly be able to understand what I was going through, would be other people that had a stammer. This basically meant that I had nobody to talk through my problems with, or at least nobody that could truly comprehend what life was like for me, as I did not know of any other person that had this form of speech impediment.
For children who may be being picked on at school for wearing glasses there are likely to be other people in their class who also wear glasses, people that will understand their plight. It is the same for fat kids who are being bullied and even in race related abuses. For me I was totally isolated and I sure knew about it. I started to become a bit of a loner and kept myself to myself.
Yes I did attend various forms of therapy for stammering. This basically consisted of visiting speech and language therapists; people that had never even had a stammer themselves. These therapists were very negative in the form of help that they offered me. It was more of containment and acceptance rather than trying to coach me to any form of fluency. This was rather frustrating to say the least.
At the age of 22 I finally managed to eradicate the stammer; I am now 36 and life as a fluent person is even better than I ever had imagined.
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The Lonely Life Of A Stammerer