I'm eighteen now and I spent my birthday at home all day. My parents convinced me to go to IHOP and I had french toast for breakfast. A few relatives sent me cards. My friend from middle school texted me "Happy Birthday" which I actually really appreciated because just being thought about makes me happy, and I don't see why she still even bothers since we haven't hung out in such a long while.
I have no friends and I don't really go out. I didn't really have friends before. I spent most of my birthdays like this. Whenever I complain my mom reminds me that I always had a "social anxiety" problem and she's right; it's mostly probably my fault that I lack a social life. Everyone my age is in college and I couldn't go this year because I was having really bad panic attacks from tinnitus and I was afraid being in the city would make the tinnitus louder. I don't think I'll ever go to college. I'm okay with that but I at least want to do something.
I want to go out and I want to see people. I want to live life. I want to be a normal person. I miss going outside and feeling the fresh air on my face from the wind flowing the trees. Sometimes I hear people with tinnitus say that they miss silence but I just miss what it felt like to not hear this ringing in my ears all the time. I never liked silence. I liked to have noise around me. The sound of people talking, plates shifting, someone laughing, seagulls cawing, children squealing and yelling, the distant sound of music floating towards you as you're walking down a crowded street. I miss these things and I don't think I'll ever have them again. And maybe before I stayed inside too much, and I wasn't outgoing enough, and I wasn't that motivated to start college at all, but when you have something that you were free to do taken away from you, it hurts so much more. I want to do all those things now.
But I can't. Every time I go out, something loud happens and my tinnitus gets worse. And I don't blame people around me for being loud because I know they're not aware that I have tinnitus. My life has become so limited, so constricting and suffocating. I've given up hope for my life to get better. I had hope before, but it gets crushed every time and there's a certain point where it becomes exhausting to get back up every time life pushes you down. I wanted to spend the remainder of my life before I end things someday feeling somewhat happy, but that's really hard sometimes too. And I just wish I could have a normal life.
I have no friends and I don't really go out. I didn't really have friends before. I spent most of my birthdays like this. Whenever I complain my mom reminds me that I always had a "social anxiety" problem and she's right; it's mostly probably my fault that I lack a social life. Everyone my age is in college and I couldn't go this year because I was having really bad panic attacks from tinnitus and I was afraid being in the city would make the tinnitus louder. I don't think I'll ever go to college. I'm okay with that but I at least want to do something.
I want to go out and I want to see people. I want to live life. I want to be a normal person. I miss going outside and feeling the fresh air on my face from the wind flowing the trees. Sometimes I hear people with tinnitus say that they miss silence but I just miss what it felt like to not hear this ringing in my ears all the time. I never liked silence. I liked to have noise around me. The sound of people talking, plates shifting, someone laughing, seagulls cawing, children squealing and yelling, the distant sound of music floating towards you as you're walking down a crowded street. I miss these things and I don't think I'll ever have them again. And maybe before I stayed inside too much, and I wasn't outgoing enough, and I wasn't that motivated to start college at all, but when you have something that you were free to do taken away from you, it hurts so much more. I want to do all those things now.
But I can't. Every time I go out, something loud happens and my tinnitus gets worse. And I don't blame people around me for being loud because I know they're not aware that I have tinnitus. My life has become so limited, so constricting and suffocating. I've given up hope for my life to get better. I had hope before, but it gets crushed every time and there's a certain point where it becomes exhausting to get back up every time life pushes you down. I wanted to spend the remainder of my life before I end things someday feeling somewhat happy, but that's really hard sometimes too. And I just wish I could have a normal life.