@Ed209
My ex called me a couple nights ago. It was extremely emotional. I dont know what to really say to someone who doesnt understand you. She wanted to know if the ringing went away or if im getting better and I said no. She told me I act like im dying. Acting? No, for once go google gastroparesis. I have a case worker trying to advocate for a gastric pacemaker because I dont have insurance, but for now my gastroenterologist is trying me on a trial prescription for some new stomach motility drug. She asked me if I wanted to die. I said right now this moment probably yes. She wanted to come and see me. I said no. I look like hell and havent shaved in a couple weeks. But also im just not feeling well and I dont want to face her right now. Someone whom I proposed to just months ago. I just feel im not allowed to have a normal or even simple life. And I don't accept the life and circumstances ive been given. Thats where I am right now. Tell someone you have gastroparesis and tinnitus and they think its a sinus cold. Tell someone your depressed or have anxiety attacks and they think its just the occasional blues. Tell someone you have cancer and oh my goodness, the compassion and understanding is overwhelming. No tinnitus is not going to kill me, but it is killing me.
What would someone do if one day you woke up in prison. You didnt do anything wrong. You dont deserve to be there but, hey thats life you gotta deal with it. Your in jail and you have to make the best of it. Sitting and thinking of all the things you will be missing out on. Places you will never see. People you will never meet. Freedom you no longer have. Experiences that will never exist. And a life secluded forever. And you did nothing wrong. How do you cope with that... how do you accept it. That how I feel. Im in a prison.
I am not a negative person, but there are certain things in life that rips away part of your soul that you cannot reclaim or replace. You dont just put on a fake smile and go on living. I will spend the rest of my life trying to grow into problems. Once you try to overcome one, then another one hits you. You never quit, but you know that your going to lose. That there is no cure coming. That its just a matter of time. And your only saving grace is how you live with a curse. You do have a choice in that. To not let it define you or completely destroy you. Or take your dignity. You suffer. And you continue to suffer in defiance. Not because there is any meaning to it, and I certainly can't justify it. But just because. There are millions of people worse off than me. They dont live near a clinic. Children starving to death. People getting sick and dying alone on dirt roads and desolate villages. Imagine how the people hundreds of years ago had to live and cope. The horrors of this world are not lost on me. But as I said before, we all experience hell differently. Never has it made me feel better when someone tells me, well it can always be worse, theres other people worse off. Nor should it.
Ive seen videos of people with gastroparesis living in hospitals, with feeding tubes down their nose and machines strapped to their bodies, barely 80 lbs. And somehow through all of that hell they take pictures and videos smiling and giving the thumbs up. Even the people in your video you posted. And of course the strong and positive people here who suffer from tinnitus. It is the most beautiful thing in life I have ever seen. More beautiful than even love maybe. Is the will, grace and underlying deep human spirit of these suffering and in some cases dying people, young and old.... to live. They value life. Its a passion for them. I stare with both admiration and envy. I value life. I think life is worth living and is precious. I just don't value my life. I don't think my life is precious. I don't think my life is worth living. I don't have a passion for living. I think thats the difference. They have so much to live for. Friends, family, people that love them. Support, faith, and religion. And, hope. A word I hate so much.... Hope. I have a low tolerance for suffering. And tinnitus is the worse thing that has ever happened to me. If its permanent, I will never be able to reclaim or replace the one thing I valued, peace and contentment.
I'm rambling now. Tinnitus rage. I want to be happy. Ive fought so long to be. But I feel more like im just sailing and not steering. That life is just a journey on autopilot. I have very little control of it or where it takes me. You never know when the winds will change and all of a sudden your life is steered in a whole other direction. I have severe depression and anxiety. I cant control how I want to feel today. I have physical pains ravaging my body. Living on pain pills. And I have this constant siren inside my head. Tinnitus hit me like a hurricane. Even moreso than gastroparesis. I had to sacrifice and realize a lot in the last 2 months. When your constantly in the eye of the storm, it doesnt matter what direction you want to go. Blown away from my job, from my girlfriend, from my dreams, and from peace. The steering wheel was already broken. I have very little control over my mind. Which means I have very little control over my life. I just try to hold on each day as the never ending storm tosses me about.
@SilverSpiral
Don't stop believing. You believe in hope and that you will be healed. You have that passion to get better. So keep going even its been a year for you now, be proud of that. That youve held on so long and your going to hold on even longer. The strength of the people on this forum helps me to believe a little more each day.