It is true that my parents were worried because I began to speak fairly late, so that they even consulted a doctor. I can't say how old I was - but surely not less than three.
I'm a lifelong stutterer.
Sometimes, when I'm trying to get my thoughts out, and I'm thinking too fast, I stutter.
I was a fat little kid with a speech impediment. I used to get beat up, not just picked on.
I did have a speech impediment.
My wife has a slight impediment in her speech. Every now and then she stops to breathe.
Part of what was in the ether all around me growing up, until I was between 19 and 20, was a terrible, debilitating stutter. It was part of what made me very reclusive as a kid.
But if you put a script up in front of me to read, or a cue card, I couldn't do it without stuttering.
You can hear me starting to stutter and slur my words.
From my earliest days I have enjoyed an attractive impediment in my speech. I have never permitted the use of the word stammer. I can't say it myself.
I can never say what I want to say, it's been like this for a while now. I try to say something but all I get are wrong words - the wrong words or the exact opposite words from what I mean. I try to correct myself, and that only makes it worse. I lose track of what I was trying to say to begin with. It's like I'm split in two and playing tag with myself. One half is chasing this big, fat post. The other me has the right words, but this can't catch her.
Living with a stammer is difficult. It's a daily uphill struggle with emotional baggage weighing you down. You can't be the person you want to be.
I have a speech impediment because I slur a lot, and they even make fun of me on 'Cougar Town' because there's certain word combinations that I just can't say.
My brother was diagnosed with autism at age 2. At the time, I was young, so I didn't really understand what it all meant. The doctors thought there was a possibility my brother wouldn't be able to speak - he was diagnosed on the severe end of the spectrum.
I began to think that if you're a stutterer, it's about inhabiting silence, emptiness, and nothingness.
I've stammered all my life, and it's fair to say that my stammer has shaped my life. It's made me make some decisions that I'm sure I wouldn't have if I didn't suffer with this affliction.
People only stutter at the beginning of the word. They're not afraid when they get to the end of the word. There's just regret.
I've got a speech impediment.
P.E. was my life in school. Without it, I wouldn't be standing here. It gave me confidence when I was an overweight kid with a speech impediment.
I suffered from a quite severe speech impediment when I was young, and keeping a journal was part of the therapy.
Loquacity, n. A disorder which renders the sufferer unable to curb his tongue when you wish to talk.
I mean, I'm 6-foot-11, I've got red hair, freckles, I'm a goofy, nerdy-looking guy, I've got a speech impediment-I stutter and stammer all the time-and I'm a Deadhead.
There's nothing wrong with a lisp.
It's true that stammerers can become more adept at sentence construction.
I had a stutter 'till... I still do today. I just work on it a lot. I obsess, if you will, with it, but I stuttered throughout my childhood.
