My writing sucks right now.
I mean it really sucks.
I used to be a lot better at communicating through writing. Now I agonize over every word, wondering, "Am I getting my point across? Does this make any sense at all?"
I look at short stories I wrote when I was 10-14 years old, and I can't help but wonder where my talent went. It came so naturally, like breathing. I've been spending a lot of time trying to figure out where everything went to hell, and I think I've got it.