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34 degrees here in the Midwest.
I'm not a fall/winter guy. It's 60 Fahrenheit here on the west coast but I'm a huge weather wimp.
I do regret going to a concert. Not for what you think, though. It's because I'm pretty sure I bombed two class exams the day after. :/
just got out of a rock concert. Earplugs w o r k !
Whatever, I'm an idiot. I'll go enjoy a rock concert tomorrow. If my T gets worse, I promise to not complain.
was subjected to hella loud music for a good while the other day. T seems worse but I feel 'numb' about that.
ENT office left a message for me to make a follow-up appointment. I still haven't called back, oops ...
I have tickets for a rock concert a week from today. I really want to go, but I'm thinking of cancelling.
I tried to nap, but my mind was worrying about everything and nothing all at once.
I have my first concert in 2 weeks, and the artist is known to have loud shows. I think it'd be a great idea to not go.
It feels like I can't hear some things over all the ringing.
Slept for 11 hours two nights in a row. Social situations exhaust me to no end and this exhaustion inhibits real life responsibilities...
When I got home this noon, I exited the car to a dead quiet neighborhood.
<whining goes here>
I'll be exactly 20 years tomorrow, and my T will be exactly 1/2 years tomorrow as well. isn't that cool?
I think I've got visual snow as well. Am I just tired? It's as if I'm living life through an early television, if you know what I mean!
Time to log off!
2:40 & there's a full moon out. Despite my T, I make sure my room is silent. It gives me space to look out & ponder what's keeping me awake.
Just passed 5 months with this condition. For me, it isn't a big deal. Just don't get worse, OK?
My family & I are loud as hell. It starts bothering my ears but we' always been loud...
The shower masks my T pretty well. Once done, though, my ears were assaulted by the noise again. There was no room to hear anything else!
Social ineptitude is perhaps the source of 90% of my pain & dread & worry. T chills in the backseat, sleeping soundly & noisily.
All my teeth fell out in a dream. I have great teeth in the real world. I also have T in the real world. Both are accepted facts in my life.
I haven't felt right in my own skin, for a time much longer than I've had T. >_>
I'm always nervous-sweating! In public it's bad enough, but it's even happening now in the comfort of my own home. :/
My depression has nothing to do with T, surely that's a good thing?
Hey, this website's audio player is pretty good.
Too awake for tonight. -
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