Something strange happened when I moved to the Netherlands. It felt like someone had tied a knot in my tongue. My brain worked perfectly fine, I could think complex thoughts and express myself clearly in German, English, and Urdu. But when it came to Dutch, it seemed like my brain was sending me error messages.

I had to simplify my thoughts just to say anything in Dutch. I became quiet and reserved. In conversations I needed to think before responding, which meant missing the right moment. I watched other people's conversations flow like a river, and I could only stand at the shore as a witness. I could understand, I could respond, I just wasn't quick enough.

My mother once told my siblings and me that when we spoke German, she couldn't understand a word: “It sounds like a train passing.” I suspect that's exactly how Dutch felt to me too, like missing a train and watching it leave without you.

Very often we stand in our own way in a new language. Over time I realised most of the pressure came from myself. I wanted to sound intelligent. I wanted to avoid mistakes. I wanted to speak without an accent. All of that made me hesitant, and hesitation kills conversation. In all of that, I missed the point of language: to communicate. Who cares if I made mistakes? Making mistakes is literally the only way to learn.

To get out of our own way, we need to face the facts: no one started speaking a language perfectly from the beginning, native speakers make mistakes too, and language is for communication, you're not trying to pass a test. You can only get better by speaking; if you avoid that, you won't improve.

A few tips that helped me: just speak, however annoying that advice sounds. Find someone patient to practice with, the “patient” part is essential. Pick certain recurring situations, like chatting with a cashier, and repeat them until they're automatic before adding something new. Pick a time slot, like dinner, where you only speak your target language. Get plenty of input through reading and listening, but don't stop there, pick a phrase and actually try to use it.

For a long time I only spoke “textbook” Dutch, afraid of mixing it up. Once I became confident enough to improvise, I started listening for how Dutch people actually spoke, which words they shortened, which sayings meant what, and casually borrowed those into my own speech. At some point, the language stopped feeling like borrowed words and started feeling like another part of me. Not identical to who I am in German or English, but still me.

Maybe that's what fluency really is: not sounding native, but sounding like yourself.

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