Let me be honest with you. I’ve spent five years “learning” Finnish — and I still can’t speak it fluently. Actually, I can barely speak it at all without sweating bullets or going completely blank. Sounds ridiculous? Maybe. But if you’ve ever tried to learn Finnish, you might understand.

Here’s why I believe I ended up here, after five long years of trying.

1. Grammar That Eats Souls

Finnish grammar is no joke. It’s not just about cases — it’s about 15 cases. Who even needs 15 cases to talk about a cup on a table?

  • Missä kupissa?
  • Mistä kupista?
  • Mihin kuppiin?

By the time I figure out the right ending, the conversation is already over, the coffee is cold, and I’ve lost the will to live.

2. The Fear of Speaking

Even when I knew the words, my mouth didn’t move. I was scared of sounding stupid. I overthought every sentence. I worried about the grammar, the endings, the pronunciation… and then I ended up saying nothing. Silence became my safe zone.

3. No Practice, No Progress

Just studying textbooks or doing Duolingo doesn’t make you speak. Real conversations do. But I avoided speaking with real Finns because they switched to English the moment they saw me struggle. It felt both polite and painful.

4. Mental Burnout

I tried to be the perfect student. I made flashcards, watched YLE news, even listened to Finnish podcasts while cooking. But eventually, I got tired. Learning started to feel like punishment. And guess what? My brain shut down. Again.

5. Finns Don’t Push You to Speak

Most Finnish people are super chill. They won’t correct you or pressure you. It’s great… until you realize that no one’s helping you improve, either. You’re on your own. Like always. In the snow.

6. Lack of Real Motivation

Let’s face it. I wanted to speak Finnish… but I didn’t need to. My work, my studies, even my grocery shopping — all possible in English. Without pressure or urgency, I got lazy. Comfortable. Stuck.

7. Language Shame is Real

Sometimes, people laughed when I mispronounced things. Sometimes, I laughed at myself. But other times, I just wanted to hide. I felt ashamed that after all this time, I still couldn’t speak like a “real immigrant success story.”

So… What Now?

I’ve decided not to give up. But I’ll change my approach. Less grammar torture. More real-life speaking. More mistakes, more fun, more courage.

I’m starting from zero — but this time, I’m not afraid of looking like a fool.

Because the only real failure… is silence.

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