Trigger Warning
To preface: at this moment I am very calm, no anxiety, I think my depression has greatly weakened. Anger gone. I just have a major sadness (hey I got a good reason for it).
As my condition continues to worsen, I have reached a stage that is not really livable anymore -
for me. Well, one can say, you can do a day, a week, why not another month or a year, 2 years, etc? Well, yes, but there is hardly any enjoyment left. I will be blunt - I think life is to be enjoyed. No, I do not think this is the "purpose" of life. It is nice to have some higher purpose or fulfillment, but to me, this is basically a prerequisite. Your mileage may vary, maybe you can accept less. Point is, if one's life is reduced to constant suffering, this is not life anymore. That's how I feel. I still have fleeting moments of enjoyment, when suffering goes into the background. But these are fleeting, and the magnitude of conditions (of course tinnitus and hyperacusis) seems to be going up every day making suffering a larger and larger part of my life, eventually fully engulfing.
Why am I still around? For a few reasons. The fear of killing myself and the associated pain. Responsibility and love for my family - wife, children, mother. Fresh and vivid memory of a great life. Until recently, belief in God. Hope for getting better. That hope is waning, despite my constantly lowering expectations. When this started, I thought I would accept nothing less than silence. Then I thought, "ok, I will take a very mild tinnitus". Then, ok, "maybe moderate will do". Now I am like "oh, maybe I can deal with severe but without hyperacusis, please". Where I am today: "no, thanks". Of course the limit is highly individual, but I am absolutely sure there is limit for everyone.
I have basically lost hope. I am accepting I am waiting for the next level of worsening. I will be again reevaluating and wondering - can this can better? How long do I need to wait?
Things are getting worse daily basically despite me taking it easy and being careful. Neither overexposing, nor overprotecting. I am at a quiet home in a relatively quiet rural setting. There is a road nearby that occasionally gets busy, but not so much. Dead quiet at night. I drive a few times a week, for coffee, talk therapy or walk in the woods. I watch a movie at a low volume occasionally. I tolerate most house sounds like kitchen, maybe maintaining some distance. I stay away from vacuums. Overall I take it easy, but I do not avoid sounds.
The loudness of my tinnitus, persistence and sensitivity of hyperacusis keeps going in the wrong direction with some minor temporary improvements along the way (now, 8 months since the acoustic trauma). There is an increasing frequency of burning sensation deep inside the ears. I have a faint pulsatile tinnitus that is easily picked up in a quiet setting. My eye floaters getting more intense. My back is getting more sore from being in bed so long. Clearly our bodies are designed to fail, and I am ok with that, and I would do a lot to delay/alleviate that. But I can't with glaring tinnitus in my hand. Well, maybe I could, but hyperacusis makes me incompatible with this world. Even the quiet woods that everyone would find calming and enjoyable (as I did before this), is not really so for me - I hear traffic louder way far deep to it, the small planes overhead are like drill torture. I hope noone will gaslight me that the increase in severity of my symptoms has to do with my emotions or lack of positive thinking. That would be laughable, if it was not insulting.
You can call "S" a selfish act. I concede it is, despite the courage it takes. But the timing of it may make positive difference for the loved ones. Typically one would argue, at least the later, the better, etc, and usually that is true, but the opposite may also be true - let's get over and be done with it, give them time to heal, recover and rebuild their lives. And so I don't drain the resources while I wither in my bed. They could use those resources to build and enjoy their lives.
This discussion feels so unfathomable to me. I never ever in my worst nightmare thought I'd be considering "S". I truly enjoyed life. I never had anything resembling a mental problem, never even thought about therapy or medication. Maybe I had a slight OCD, compulsion for making things perfect, or over researching things especially when considering purchases of things, etc. Minor overall. Really, no impact on my life. Maybe I bought a few too many things, which does not matter, I could afford them. I had minor misophonia. It was not a huge deal (now is). I had minor anger management issues, maybe the worst issue I had, but again really minor overall.
My nightmares were events like car accidents. Back injury. Diabetes. Cancer. Blindness. But ear problems leading to suicidal thoughts? NEVER. Like I have repeated ad nauseam, this is strictly due to ignorance. Had I known tinnitus/hyperacusis can be a result of noise trauma (and not just some hearing loss), I would have never exposed myself to the tool that caused it, and I would be hyper vigilant about all other situations including e.g., driving my convertible or music listening volumes.
Ultimately I know everyone will tell me - way too soon. Give yourself year, two, three, which is the period where healing still can happen. Or habituation finally can kick in. Yes, it was my resolve, but I am losing it. I am especially horrified about hyperacusis. I was strongly believing "hyperacusis is most likely to go away". It seems very rare for noise induced cases, and seems basically unheard of for people with diagnosed hearing loss (which I have). Many people, most it seems, end up with permanent hyperacusis.
In summary, this is just too much, too debilitating and I am really reaching the point where I view this as my "solution". Sorry for such a down post. You did not need to read it, but thank you if you did. I guess I needed to vent. Or rather explain myself. I apologize.
If you really want to know the answer about 'hermit mode,' there is only one way to find out.
Taking it to the extreme would be doing a
@Brian Newman approach. That is to say; you stay at home, possibly in just one room and protect from any sound louder than mild.
No cars, no coffee shops, no walks in woods. Wear earmuffs (possibly earplugs as well) if required to venture out your room.
It'll maybe drive you crazy but perhaps less crazy than the tinnitus?
It won't take any more than 2 or 3 weeks of this 'experiment' to find out if it's helping or not (as long as you haven't had any undesired sound exposures in the run up to it.)
It's your choice, but do remember if you are getting worse; if you don't change your behaviour it will likely continue to get worse.
Ideally you want to alter your behaviour to an extent that manifests improvement.
What you are saying makes sense, thanks. Not sure I am willing to go full "hermit" just yet. First, I will take it easier. I am going to use stronger protection outside and switch to a quieter car. I will go to the woods and therapy, but nowhere else I think. I will see what happens in a few weeks.