I can so relate to this post. I've always been a "talker"... and also worked as a freelance writer. Four year ago I had a "breakdown". Since then, I've struggled to find the right combination of meds to combat my depression (due to Bipolar II). Somewhere along the way, I lost my words. Not just my ability to write and talk, but also the way I think. Words simply elude me. I have discussed this issue with my T but at this time, she feels it's more important to get my depression under control.... she feels that my lesser symptoms will have to be addressed later. It's frustrating. A few years ago, I grieved my lost words in a really physical way but after four years, I have kind of gotten used to the idea that I might never be the same.

I genuinely hope this is not the case for you. There's no reason to think your words will not come back. This is just my experience. (I'm REALLY sorry if my comment was a downer.)