Oh yeah, I’ve been there. I was there actually only recently. I’ve written more in the past couple of months than ever before.
I think what helped was trying to stop caring if it’s good or not and just write. I don’t post everything I write. Hell, I DELETE most things I write, but I still try to do it, if only to just sit in front of my computer and type meaninglessly at the keys. I find that it gets easier with time, that some sentences come to me more fluidly than before, like I don’t have to wrench them out of me anymore, but just push them lightly to the surface.
I’ve found that a lot of pieces I’ve written recently came from listening to music. I’m often doing things on the computer and listening to music at the same time. I always have a text program opened, and sometimes a piece of lyric of just a word will jump at me and I’ll write it down. And then from there a sentence will come and then a small piece of writing.
Obviously, I still have to work harder at it, since I want to write longer pieces and I want to spend whole days writing and it’s not what I am able to do right now. But I try to keep my senses open, to hear words sung around me, or spoken. Sometimes I just try to describe one simple thing, like the way the light comes through the window in the morning, which sometimes bring up a memory or a feeling and I go from there. Simple things, really. Easy things. Pondering the casualness of domesticity.
A friend of mine got me into fanfiction as well and I think it’s great. It seems simpler somehow in my head, but taken seriously it is GREAT writing practice. And you might not have as much self-pressure to perform and write something perfect and then just learn to do it for fun. And then take the same fun you have doing that and apply it to your personal writing so it doesn’t feel so daunting and painful anymore. Just an idea.
You cannot forget how to write. I thought I had forgotten a long time. I’m actually not sure I can do it very well, or well at all. But I know it’s a struggle and it’s also, most importantly, a PROCESS. I am trying to learn to be patient with it, and believe me I am not of a patient nature. But, approach it like a wild thing, a thing you have to calm and coax and hold with care and gentleness and, occasionally, a stern and fierce will. Not to tame it, per se, but understand it and, eventually, know it.
Sorry this was so long and rambly. I don’t even know if I answered your question properly. My head is not all there today.