Fed Up... Anybody Else Thinking About Ending It All?

Have You Seriously Thought About Suicide?

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...What is there to fear any more about a life controlled totally by fear? A life like that is not worth fearing about. ...At least I still have an able body with eyes to see and limbs to walk & do things for others. So I massaged my wife daily and I hugged my love ones. I volunteered to collect foods for our local Food Bank charity, almost like what you say bro. And the result is that I find peace and value in my life again. It is a ray of hope amid the darkness of T. The heck with T and its ringing. It can go to hell while I try to enjoy my earthly heaven and benefiting others in need.

That's a nice thought, but what about 37 years of severe T compounded with 20-some-odd years of mind-bending severe chronic pain and a grinding, pounding, soul-crushing major depressive disorder? Enjoy your able body and earthly heaven because those can disappear without warning and fear can become the least of your worries faster than you can imagine...

I am thankful to have my wife and son on whom to focus when I can't stand for more than a couple minutes before the pain in my back and legs drives me to the floor in tears, with my arms and hands searing and burning, and all I can hear is the screaming in my ears... and the more I try not to listen the louder it gets and the more it draws in all my attention... Even so, when those times come along, repeating over and over and over all day, that's when I start dipping deeper and deeper and deeper down into the deep, deep, dark, dark, pit of depression and despair... swirling round and round... deeper and darker... that's when, under the screaming in my head, I hear the familiar refrain from an old Roger Miller song repeating over and over and over...

"One dyin' and a-buryin'...
One dyin' and a-buryin'...
Some cryin'...
Six carryin' me...
I wanna be free..."

Truly, I hope you never have to experience that depth of pain and sorrow in your life... I dearly wish I never had and that I never will again... although I know that's dead center on my horizon... probably today... most likely tomorrow... and all the days that follow... But please, don't tell me, or anyone else, that their life is "not worth worrying about" when you have absolutely NO F#@&ING CLUE what it's like to live a life like that about which you speak. As I wrote in a Facebook post that became the beginning of my blog:

...If there is one thing I would like readers to take away from this… well… this whateverthehell this thing is or has become, it is how extensive an impact Chronic Pain has on the life of the Chronic Pain patient…

It may sound trite or cliché, but unless you've experienced severe, chronic pain yourself, you can't understand the effect it has on every aspect of your life. Nor can the actual physical reality of the pain be adequately conveyed. Then there's also the extreme deep, dark, Depression that comes along with the Pain, which also cannot be adequately described to the uninitiated.

Caught between the two of them, the Pain and the Depression, life can become simply dark, horrific stretches of unbelievable pain and sadness, seeking relief by any available means. Thoughts of suicide transform from intermittent, frightening flights of imagination into nearly constant wishful thinking...

Unless you have been driven to the point of suicidal thoughts and/or actions yourself, you have no idea what that experience is like nor what it can do to you mentally, physically, spiritually or on any other level... For me personally, without going into too much detail, I entered college as a pre-seminarian intent on becoming an ordained minister... Fast-forward thru a number of horrific life experiences and far too much time later, and the only reason I don't officially call myself an atheist is that my mother is still alive... You never know for sure where or how you'll end up after Life chews you up and spits you out... noone else does either so, please, tread lightly should you feel the need to comment on someone else's situation or choices.

Peace,

Dave
 
I think it's so stupid to be even thinking of suicide just because of tinnitus , there could be 10000 other reasons that could fuck up you're life , but tinnitus is just a symptom , yes it's annoying so annoying , BUT NOT TO END SOMEONES LIFE!!!! What the fuck if you learn to cope with it it doesn't become an issue anymore , fucking deal with it

Yes, calling people stupid, who have unbearable torturing Tinnitus ("just Tinnitus",lol). Genius.
I wouldn't wish my T and H upon my worst enemy but in some cases exceptions should be made.
Only then some people would understand.
 
Yes, calling people stupid, who have unbearable torturing Tinnitus ("just Tinnitus",lol). Genius.
I wouldn't wish my T and H upon my worst enemy but in some cases exceptions should be made.
Only then some people would understand.
I Underatand there are exceptions , but everything happens for a reason man , God is the ultimate planner of all as u might think he's to torturing u maybe it's a test , but hope you're doing well man , and how did It start and what happened ?
 
I Underatand there are exceptions , but everything happens for a reason man , God is the ultimate planner of all as u might think he's to torturing u maybe it's a test , but hope you're doing well man , and how did It start and what happened ?

Im just saying that you're out of line to say that stuff. I read your thread. You have had T for 10 (TEN!) days with severity of 1-2 and you're posting here that some people may be dumb because of suicidal thoughts.
There are some people who lived (existed) for more than months or years with severity of 10 and multiple sounds, hyperacusis. Its living in hell. Just check your manners when you join a community that has some severe suffering people.
 
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Im just saying that you're out of line to say that stuff. I read your thread. You have had T for 10 (TEN!) days with severity of 1-2 and you're posting here that some people may be dumb because of suicidal thoughts.
There are some people who lived (existed) for more than months or years with severity of 10 and multiple sounds, hyperacusis. Its living in hell. Just check your manners when you join a community that has some severe suffering people.
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Im just saying that you're out of line to say that stuff. I read your thread. You have had T for 10 (TEN!) days with severity of 1-2 and you're posting here that some people may be dumb because of suicidal thoughts.
There are some people who lived (existed) for more than months or years with severity of 10 and multiple sounds, hyperacusis. Its living in hell. Just check your manners when you join a community that has some severe suffering people.
how did youres start and what happened ?
 
Im just saying that you're out of line to say that stuff. I read your thread. You have had T for 10 (TEN!) days with severity of 1-2 and you're posting here that some people may be dumb because of suicidal thoughts.
There are some people who lived (existed) for more than months or years with severity of 10 and multiple sounds, hyperacusis. Its living in hell. Just check your manners when you join a community that has some severe suffering people.
we are closer than ever to a cure just hold on !
 
That's a nice thought, but what about 37 years of severe T compounded with 20-some-odd years of mind-bending severe chronic pain and a grinding, pounding, soul-crushing major depressive disorder? Enjoy your able body and earthly heaven because those can disappear without warning and fear can become the least of your worries faster than you can imagine...

I am thankful to have my wife and son on whom to focus when I can't stand for more than a couple minutes before the pain in my back and legs drives me to the floor in tears, with my arms and hands searing and burning, and all I can hear is the screaming in my ears... and the more I try not to listen the louder it gets and the more it draws in all my attention... Even so, when those times come along, repeating over and over and over all day, that's when I start dipping deeper and deeper and deeper down into the deep, deep, dark, dark, pit of depression and despair... swirling round and round... deeper and darker... that's when, under the screaming in my head, I hear the familiar refrain from an old Roger Miller song repeating over and over and over...

"One dyin' and a-buryin'...
One dyin' and a-buryin'...
Some cryin'...
Six carryin' me...
I wanna be free..."

Truly, I hope you never have to experience that depth of pain and sorrow in your life... I dearly wish I never had and that I never will again... although I know that's dead center on my horizon... probably today... most likely tomorrow... and all the days that follow... But please, don't tell me, or anyone else, that their life is "not worth worrying about" when you have absolutely NO F#@&ING CLUE what it's like to live a life like that about which you speak. As I wrote in a Facebook post that became the beginning of my blog:

...If there is one thing I would like readers to take away from this… well… this whateverthehell this thing is or has become, it is how extensive an impact Chronic Pain has on the life of the Chronic Pain patient…

It may sound trite or cliché, but unless you've experienced severe, chronic pain yourself, you can't understand the effect it has on every aspect of your life. Nor can the actual physical reality of the pain be adequately conveyed. Then there's also the extreme deep, dark, Depression that comes along with the Pain, which also cannot be adequately described to the uninitiated.

Caught between the two of them, the Pain and the Depression, life can become simply dark, horrific stretches of unbelievable pain and sadness, seeking relief by any available means. Thoughts of suicide transform from intermittent, frightening flights of imagination into nearly constant wishful thinking...

Unless you have been driven to the point of suicidal thoughts and/or actions yourself, you have no idea what that experience is like nor what it can do to you mentally, physically, spiritually or on any other level... For me personally, without going into too much detail, I entered college as a pre-seminarian intent on becoming an ordained minister... Fast-forward thru a number of horrific life experiences and far too much time later, and the only reason I don't officially call myself an atheist is that my mother is still alive... You never know for sure where or how you'll end up after Life chews you up and spits you out... noone else does either so, please, tread lightly should you feel the need to comment on someone else's situation or choices.

Peace,

Dave

Peace to you too @David Young. Sorry that my post has caused you such rant and grief. I am not putting down your sufferings at all. I am here to help others so if my message hasn't helped you but angered you, I apologize. I hope you don't put down my 'history' of sufferings too. I am a grandfather now. So I have a long history and I know what sufferings are. As you say, you have no idea what others have gone through in life. I hope you also don't rule out what I have suffered in my life. I am some one who had been terrorized in a childhood incident which totally wrecked my young nerves. I had been crying for over a year at about 8 years old with tremendous mental stress for a young child with no help from others. The psychological strain later became an illness. I have since become a victim of life long anxiety and panic disorders. For a long time, panic attacks knocked me down so hard I was home bound as a young man. Many people don't know what it is like to be overcome by overwhelming mental attacks & sufferings. They may come involuntarily and can totally incapacitate you and you are reduced to like a child, totally helpless, sleepless, fearful of everything? It is not just mental sufferings. Anxiety and panic disorders have over 100 terrible symptoms and I had lots of those. They are psycho-somatic in nature which include pains. I remembered my mom had to rub my back and massage me nightly, singing lullaby to her 24 years old son to put him to sleep, wondering whatever demons have robbed him of his life and vigor. Those were years of tears and daily sufferings.

I am also someone who has lost a love one dear to me - my only son (have 3 other daughters), at 5 years old due to a freak accident and a piece of broken window glass pierced his heart. I was the most miserable father, there holding my lovely boy witnessing him died in my arms bloodied all over, seeing his face turning blue due to massive loss of blood and I was helpless to save him. If there is Hell on earth, that day of infamy with that bloody image imprinted on my brain forever is it. No father has to go through such hell. As if my prior history of anxiety and panic disorders not enough to hurt me, I then suffered PTSD for that tragic incident and had to be hospitalized and received psychiatric treatment & counselling for over a year. Every night when I closed my eyes, that 'hell' of an image appeared. How do you sleep with that? How do you remain sane? Every time I saw anything red, that bloody scene appears in the mind, even up to now and I am past 60. How do you cope with such thing for life? If I hadn't learned positivity, my sufferings would continue and I might have blown my head off.

Physical pain? I have my fair share with it, chronic ones too. I am someone with chronic back pain, diabetic nerve pain, and stiff sore muscles and joints. I am not comparing my pain with yours of course. Yours must be hell for you to be so upset about it. When I suffered the 1st back pain, I had to be hospitalized and it was so painful I couldn't get up for 4 days. The next attack I couldn't get up for 12 days with excruciating pain. This back pain has been with me since on varying degree of discomfort. I can't sit nor stand long, and I can't lift anything more than 30lb without feeling it. That is why I usually go fishing with some younger muscular guys for the mighty king salmon, knowing that I may need their help to carry it from the salmon river back to my car when I catch a monster. LOL. I couldn't hold my grand-kids in my arms for long too. The last time I tried on a 1 year old, I ended up having severely bad pain for a week. Gosh!

Then I have this diabetic nerve pain in my feet. Besides pain, it is also a most uncomfortable burning sensation. I couldn't even wear socks or even pants for long. The skin doesn't like anything touching it. Everyday when I work and sitting long, pain and burning sensation own me. I have to use wet towel to ease the burning feeling. There is no cure for that. To help myself deal with chronic pain and chronic burning sensation, plus my new found misery with ultra high pitch dog whistle T + severe hyperacusis, I searched the Internet for some help and thanks God I found Darlene Cohen, a pain guru & zen teacher. She didn't become a pain guru by knowledge, but by actually experiencing a life long of chronic pain. She had chronic and acute pain so bad that she was bed-ridden for a long time initially. When it first hit her in her young 20s, she couldn't even move as the pain was too much. She had to be cared for by others. Yet bless her, she and her positivity & mindfulness has helped her through her life until she passed away near 70 a few years ago. To her credit she even became a pain guru of sort, teaching pain management for severely chronic pain victims. She held chronic pain seminar to coach people how to deal with chronic pain. Her motto 'Finding Joy Amid the Pain' is now my new motto in life. You can google her as she has done many seminars and had writings on how to cope with chronic pain. Many people benefit from meeting and learning from her. Here is a good one in case you are interested in her story:

http://chriskresser.com/tribute-to-darlene-cohen-finding-joy-in-the-heart-of-pain/

I am also someone with chronic sleep apnea as well as chronic sinus pain/congestion. These two don't like each other. Sleep apnea causes me to stop breathing during sleep causing oxygen deprivation and daily struggle with fatigue and drowsiness. CPAP machine helps by pressurizing air into my breathing airway, but my chronic sinus congestion blocks my nostrils. So I end up breathing through my mouth using a full face mask the whole night. I often wake up multiple times during the night due to the mouth & airways becoming so dried up by the pressurized air, and it is a very tough sensation, as if those delicate linings of the mouth & throat are about to crack due to extreme dryness. Worst, these waking up moments are also when the ultra high pitch dog whistle screaming off the chart due to the oxygen deprived brain. Then you add the piercingly hurtful hyperacusis on top of that and you have a real bad sensation. T & H are two opposing monsters. H turns all normal sounds into hurtful piercing sensation. So I wore ear plugs trying to stop the hurt. But the plugs blocks all outside masking sounds, making the ultra high pitch loud T so unbearably dominant. I tried to choose the lesser evil but there is no lesser choice between them.

T & H also triggered relentless anxiety and panic attacks on auto mode the minute I woke up with T blasting away. Because of my prior condition of life long anxiety and panic disorders, I couldn't stop these attacks on will power alone. I had to depend on benzos, ADs and sleeping pills. Daily all the terrible sensations of T & H plus those horrible symptoms of anxiety and panic attacks just turned me into a mess. Then you add the discomfort of the other chronic conditions, you have a 'hell' of a life to endure daily. For how long? Gosh! Each day was a long dark day of immense sufferings. Of course, the big 'Suicide' word was dangling in front of this tired and stressed out mind, as it saw no way out of the long dark tunnel. If I had no family and not a Christian, who know if I am still here trying to help others. So I know what unbearable suffering is.

But Darlene Cohen taught me 'finding joy amid the pain', and now I add to it 'living life abundantly and positively to bury T & whatever to compensate for the suffering. What else can we do? Trying to be positive in the NOW is the best I can do to minimize the suffering. Finding a cure is beyond my control. Making a decision to focus on the positives and trying to turn each NOW moment into a positive moment is up to us. If Zoe Cartwright with deafness and loud unmaskable T, & Melody Gardot with severe T & H and a near fatal car accident (with incredible pain to the body) can overcome their tough struggles with a positive attitude and excel in life, I know I have a good chance by emulating their positivity and adaptability. If you are interested in their stories, you can read up this as I post about them in my success story. All the best to you and God bless.

https://www.tinnitustalk.com/threads/from-darkness-to-light-how-i-recovered-from-tinnitus-hyperacusis.3148/
 
we're on the same page, brother -- check this out:
http://www.mindovermenieres.com/a-new-approach-for-treating-tinnitus/

interesting idea, no?

That is GREAT! I just read through that new approach and can't wait to get started trying it... I also added a comment with some of the following info you might find useful...

In my searching for help in coping with my tinnitus since '78, as well as severe chronic pain and a major depressive disorder for the last couple decades, I discovered Brainwave Entrainment -- Google it for more info -- which I can best describe as similar to a pacemaker to wrangle your brainwaves... My favorite "flavor" of entrainment is Binaural Beats which requires headphones or earbuds, which can be problematic with tinnitus, but the benefit is worth working through it...

The recordings play a different tone or cycle in each ear and that sets your brainwaves to a cycle that is equal to the difference between the two cycles played... My favorite so far, since I can't sleep well or much at all, is a recording called "4 Hours Sleep In 40 Minutes" which quickly resets my brainwaves to the deep sleep Delta range within minutes and I can get deep restorative rest in much less time than I would otherwise require... plus, if I sleep for more than 2 hours at a time, when I wake up after lying still that long my pain is through the roof and any benefit from the sleep is totally lost.

I've found mp3s for quickly accessing any level of relaxation I want within minutes... deep, deep levels of meditative states without years and years of practice or training... And many can be found for free on Google and YouTube... gotta love it!

Thanks for sharing the link... Hope this is helpful...

Peace!
 
@billie48 My son is 5 years old and reading your post I have no words that are adequate, but just want to say that to survive that - never mind everything else you describe - you are a giant among human beings. I am in awe at the size of your heart. I wish I had one tenth of your strength and dignity.
 
Peace to you too @David Young. Sorry that my post has caused you such rant and grief. I am not putting down your sufferings at all. I am here to help others so if my message hasn't helped you but angered you, I apologize...

First and foremost, mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa! My humblest apologies... I misread your post completely and in the midst of a very bad day rattled off a pissed off response that never should have been! You and I have quite a bit in common -- pain, depression, sleep apnea, diabetic neuropathy... lots of the same challenges... and much that's different as well... I cannot imagine the pain of losing a child... nor the other experiences you've faced... the fact that you've come through that and everything else you described, not only come through but with your outlook and attitude... You're my new hero! :)

My wife and I tried for years to have a child, and we finally found the right specialist practice... I was 39 when our son was born, my wife was 42... a high-risk pregnancy with preeclampsia and bedrest at the end and a c-section about a month early... He's 10 now, and the light of my life, but I'm fairly certain no others will be on the way... The two of them are the only reasons I'm still on this side of the grass...

I've bookmarked your links to read later when my back and hands will allow me to get back online... I am looking forward to reading them, partly because my new therapist just this week pointed me in the direction of mindfulness to research for the purpose of coping with my own sack full of misery and pain... (I recently had the futility of chasing my opioids with Yukon Jack and moonshine come crashing down on my head and I'm looking for some new avenues to investigate...)

Thank you for giving me the good kick in the ass I needed... and so richly deserved... and thanks for reminding me that you never know what someone else is dealing with and to think before I type...

Peace,

Dave
 
That's a nice thought, but what about 37 years of severe T compounded with 20-some-odd years of mind-bending severe chronic pain and a grinding, pounding, soul-crushing major depressive disorder? Enjoy your able body and earthly heaven because those can disappear without warning and fear can become the least of your worries faster than you can imagine...

I am thankful to have my wife and son on whom to focus when I can't stand for more than a couple minutes before the pain in my back and legs drives me to the floor in tears, with my arms and hands searing and burning, and all I can hear is the screaming in my ears... and the more I try not to listen the louder it gets and the more it draws in all my attention... Even so, when those times come along, repeating over and over and over all day, that's when I start dipping deeper and deeper and deeper down into the deep, deep, dark, dark, pit of depression and despair... swirling round and round... deeper and darker... that's when, under the screaming in my head, I hear the familiar refrain from an old Roger Miller song repeating over and over and over...

"One dyin' and a-buryin'...
One dyin' and a-buryin'...
Some cryin'...
Six carryin' me...
I wanna be free..."

Truly, I hope you never have to experience that depth of pain and sorrow in your life... I dearly wish I never had and that I never will again... although I know that's dead center on my horizon... probably today... most likely tomorrow... and all the days that follow... But please, don't tell me, or anyone else, that their life is "not worth worrying about" when you have absolutely NO F#@&ING CLUE what it's like to live a life like that about which you speak. As I wrote in a Facebook post that became the beginning of my blog:

...If there is one thing I would like readers to take away from this… well… this whateverthehell this thing is or has become, it is how extensive an impact Chronic Pain has on the life of the Chronic Pain patient…

It may sound trite or cliché, but unless you've experienced severe, chronic pain yourself, you can't understand the effect it has on every aspect of your life. Nor can the actual physical reality of the pain be adequately conveyed. Then there's also the extreme deep, dark, Depression that comes along with the Pain, which also cannot be adequately described to the uninitiated.

Caught between the two of them, the Pain and the Depression, life can become simply dark, horrific stretches of unbelievable pain and sadness, seeking relief by any available means. Thoughts of suicide transform from intermittent, frightening flights of imagination into nearly constant wishful thinking...

Unless you have been driven to the point of suicidal thoughts and/or actions yourself, you have no idea what that experience is like nor what it can do to you mentally, physically, spiritually or on any other level... For me personally, without going into too much detail, I entered college as a pre-seminarian intent on becoming an ordained minister... Fast-forward thru a number of horrific life experiences and far too much time later, and the only reason I don't officially call myself an atheist is that my mother is still alive... You never know for sure where or how you'll end up after Life chews you up and spits you out... noone else does either so, please, tread lightly should you feel the need to comment on someone else's situation or choices.

Peace,

Dave

Can I add you on Facebook? Spot on.
 
@Street Spirit thank you. It was 28 years ago. But the pain is still deep there. We still dare not hang his pictures out in the family nor visit the grave with my wife because she would crack every time and depression would re-surface. I am the stronger one who dares to sneak in by myself to visit his grave once in a while, but every time is an emotional black hole and bringing back the haunting memory of the tragedy. Both of us had suffered deep emotional scar of depression, extreme grief and sadness. There is a deep sense of guilt that we had failed in protecting our precious son. I am getting better as I age, because positively (or negatively, LOL) I am getting near to the time to meet him again on the other side. Being a Christian helps, believing that he hasn't just perished but moving on to another realm of existence.

@billie48 My son is 5 years old and reading your post I have no words that are adequate, but just want to say that to survive that - never mind everything else you describe - you are a giant among human beings. I am in awe at the size of your heart. I wish I had one tenth of your strength and dignity.

Thank you @dboy. I am not sure about being a giant (lol). You just have to soldier on because there are 3 other girls to raise, and one day at a time. I never wish any one losing a child. It is unthinkable indeed.

First and foremost, mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa! My humblest apologies... I misread your post completely and in the midst of a very bad day rattled off a pissed off response that never should have been! You and I have quite a bit in common -- pain, depression, sleep apnea, diabetic neuropathy... lots of the same challenges... and much that's different as well... I cannot imagine the pain of losing a child... nor the other experiences you've faced... the fact that you've come through that and everything else you described, not only come through but with your outlook and attitude... You're my new hero! :)

No problem bro. We are in the same boat with those ailments so we understand each other. It is just a misunderstanding. I have lived long enough to know we are all imperfect and can have bad days. I hope you and your conditions will improve. I do think Mindfulness is a great way to deal with pain. I have read many articles talking about that and chronic patients saying they cope much better after using mindfulness techniques. Instead of running away from the sensation, you step up to face it, feel it and embrace it or create the space to accept it without judgement and emotional response. Running away from the sensation can trigger the brain to think it is a threat, and so the Limbic nerves & the Amygdala will take over and this neural pathway will sensitize the sensation to make it worse. I hope you will spend some time to read up on the writings of Darlene Cohen. She survives her chronic pain for 40+ years and still thrive and enjoy her life regardless. She and her approach to chronic pain is not just talk. She walks the talk. It is something to learn & emulate to reduce our suffering or increase our ability to cope with chronic pain. Take good care & God bless.
 
@Street Spirit thank you. It was 28 years ago. But the pain is still deep there. We still dare not hang his pictures out in the family nor visit the grave with my wife because she would crack every time and depression would re-surface. I am the stronger one who dares to sneak in by myself to visit his grave once in a while, but every time is an emotional black hole and bringing back the haunting memory of the tragedy. Both of us had suffered deep emotional scar of depression, extreme grief and sadness. There is a deep sense of guilt that we had failed in protecting our precious son. I am getting better as I age, because positively (or negatively, LOL) I am getting near to the time to meet him again on the other side. Being a Christian helps, believing that he hasn't just perished but moving on to another realm of existence.



Thank you @dboy. I am not sure about being a giant (lol). You just have to soldier on because there are 3 other girls to raise, and one day at a time. I never wish any one losing a child. It is unthinkable indeed.



No problem bro. We are in the same boat with those ailments so we understand each other. It is just a misunderstanding. I have lived long enough to know we are all imperfect and can have bad days. I hope you and your conditions will improve. I do think Mindfulness is a great way to deal with pain. I have read many articles talking about that and chronic patients saying they cope much better after using mindfulness techniques. Instead of running away from the sensation, you step up to face it, feel it and embrace it or create the space to accept it without judgement and emotional response. Running away from the sensation can trigger the brain to think it is a threat, and so the Limbic nerves & the Amygdala will take over and this neural pathway will sensitize the sensation to make it worse. I hope you will spend some time to read up on the writings of Darlene Cohen. She survives her chronic pain for 40+ years and still thrive and enjoy her life regardless. She and her approach to chronic pain is not just talk. She walks the talk. It is something to learn & emulate to reduce our suffering or increase our ability to cope with chronic pain. Take good care & God bless.

I surely cannot imagine being a mother..
:(

and thanks for sharing..I have chronic pain plus H and T .I just tried a basic mindfulness course and liked it but to jse it to help cope would be great. I am also going to check out this out.
 
@uae96, you have no clue what you are taking about. If you had **killer reactive T** you wouldn't write such nonsense.
And since you obviously don't know it pain is **just a symptom** as well. Every ailment has symptoms which doesn't make them less real.

So, the next time you have toothache, (to quote yourself) 'fucking deal with it!' no need to see the dentist.
 
An odd thing happened. Yesterday I forget to take my daily dose of cipralex and when I laid down to sleep my T was quieter than it's been in a long time. It was still there, it was just more shallow sounding and easier to ignore. Most of the time, my T is comfortably baseline with the occasional spike but always it gets louder when I lay down for sleep. Anyway, I'm gonna skip today's cipralex dose and see if my T is as quiet as it was last night.
Hello, you helped tsipraleks from noise in the ears? What do you think about this drug as a whole? How long did you take it? I drink it for half a year for 10 mg and he helped. Recently I started to reduce to 5 mg, and it got worse. I started again with 10 mg. I hope the former condition will return and there will be no resistance. Do you agree?
 
Hello, you helped tsipraleks from noise in the ears? What do you think about this drug as a whole? How long did you take it? I drink it for half a year for 10 mg and he helped. Recently I started to reduce to 5 mg, and it got worse. I started again with 10 mg. I hope the former condition will return and there will be no resistance. Do you agree?
Он сказал что ему стало лучше когда он случайно забыл принять сипрадекс...
(He wrote that his T got quieter after he accidentally Forgot to take cipradex...)
 
I've met many people with tinnitus, I've had it for years but only in the last 3 has it become a problem. I have concluded that there are two types of tinnitus.
The first is, I have tinnitus but it's no big deal and I can ignore it and only hear it at night in a quite room.
The second, I have tinnitus that sounds like a screaming tea kettle, I can't escape it, I can't mask it and I want to die.

Now the good news, I've been in both places and have habituated twice, with two major flares, after relative peace for a year one lasted about 6 months, then 2 months of peace again and one I am in now about 3 weeks, but feeling like I am slowly returning to relative peace.

Death is no longer an option since I know there is peace, just need to find it and hold on to it.
 
The first is, I have tinnitus but it's no big deal and I can ignore it and only hear it at night in a quite room.
The second, I have tinnitus that sounds like a screaming tea kettle, I can't escape it, I can't mask it and I want to die.
Well said. I sometimes have a screaming tea kettle, but mainly static hissing. I'm still trying to manage the noise but without much long term success. Life is too short to be miserable so I keep on trying things.
 
I have, but not because of T but because of H.

I think most of those who said yes have some form of H too, like sensitivity to sounds, reactive T, ear fullness, fluttering eardrums, stabbing pain, etc.
 
The worst part about even thinking of suicide is botching it and ending up in an even worse place.

I know someone who unintentionally tried to kill himself with too many sleepers and anti-anxiety meds.

The tinnitus was grinding his sanity to dust. It made him irrational and irresponsible about his own health. The obsession with T had cut him off from the rest of humanity. He was locked in his own head and nobody understood his predicament.

After he had loads of tests and scans if was confirmed he "only" had tinnitus. So doctors,family and friends were like,"deal with it!". Everyone promptly got on with their lives and expected him to stop moaning about it anymore...

It was the kind of tinnitus that would have you jumping out of your skin with anxiety.

Anyway he accidently OD'd and developed a blood clot in his brain. He barely made it to the hospital on time to get blood thinners to save his life.

But he had a TIA (mini-stroke), at 33 years of age!. When I met him in the hospital he couldn't speak properly or control half his body. He was an appalling looking creature to behold.

He kept having insanely powerful seizures; his jaw almost dislocated and he had to bite down on a wooden bit to stop him shattering his own teeth or biting off his own tongue.

When in full seizure his back twisted and bend at such angles I was afraid he was going to shatter his spine.

Added to that his throat swelled up and his could barely breath. Everything was a struggle, barely holding on to the ledge of life.

He never lost conscousness, oh no that would have been a relief, just to die and stop the agony. In the ICU he apologized to his wife(in barely understandable grunts) for being so self obsessed with the tinnitus and he asked her to forgive him when he died...because he could feel his brain struggling to get oxygen. The blood valves tightning up in his neck. The sense of irregular and disorderly pressure in his body.

For 12 hours the horrendous seizures came and went.

After he got out of the ICU he experienced chronic pain in his limbs that he had lost control off.

Amazingly he regained his speech and ability to walk and feel his body properly again. His nervous regained their strength again as time went by.

The guy went through hell and needless to say after months of recovery he almost forgot he had T.

It never went away, he learned there are worse things than T or dying....there's botching a suicide and ending up a prisoner in your own body.

He says having a full stroke and not dying is his greatest fear.

If you have tinnitus get a controlled script for sleeping tablets from your doctor and never go days without sleep.

I think moat suicide related to Tinnitus are a result of chronic insomnia which after a few days will turn the best of us into a physical and emotional wreck.

Chronic T related insomnia can leave you irrational and prone to making stupid mistakes.
 

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