On the night of August 31, I called four games of bingo. That was not something I had on my list of things to do that day nor was it on the list of things I thought I would ever do.

I had to convince myself that I am enough and having self-doubt is part of being human. That those who truly love and care for me value my happiness over my perceived success. That my work is changing so many lives. That I am doing well and doing good in life. That I must forgive my hard days.

Stuttering does does not make me less of a p-person. My new friends Jordyn and Nate are just as c-c-cool as me.