- Jun 28, 2016
- 7
- Tinnitus Since
- 2008
- Cause of Tinnitus
- not sure. Maybe noise induced, maybe tmj issues
Tinnitus has been with me to some degree since Feb 6, 2008. Got guilt tripped into going to a shitty ska concert during Mardi Gras break my freshmen year in college. left the concert with a ringing in my left ear that didn't fade like it has after the multitude of concert I had been to before. At first, the outlook on the rest of my life looked bleak. "How am I going to be able to live with this my entire life"? "This has robbed my life of joy". "It's all over". These were just some of the thoughts running through my head at that time. I honestly felt the overwhelming blackness was smothering me, leaving me unable to enjoy any of my life. Being in school, though, I tried powering through despite the tinnitus consuming me.
Over the course of the next few months, I started to get on with my life with the encouragement of my friends and parents. After a while, I started to be able to enjoy myself again. The tinnitus was still a frequent annoyance, but I was able to have some fun at the same time. Come Christmas, I transferred schools and moved across the state. The new environment and social circles I formed must of stimulated my mind enough to lose the anxiety tied to my T. Mid way through the semester I noticed out of the blue that I haven't even thought about the ringing for a few days. I walked into a quiet room to search for it. Sure enough, it was still there, but it no longer made me anxious. It was the most liberating feeling I've ever felt in my life.
I went the next five years without the T affecting my life at all. I was having a great time, but then I had a relapse . Due to other unrelated life event, I became very stressed in 2014 was having a tough time with school and work. One afternoon while watching a movie and stressing about life in general, I suddenly latched back onto my T. Over the course of the next few weeks I wound up hitting rock bottom again. The since of dread and doom was back and the ringing had once again consumed me. For the next month my life was in tatters. Couldn't eat, stay asleep, or focus on anything but the ringing. I once again felt that the future was ruined for me. I was crushed, but once again, it eventually passed.
About 5 months after the relapse, I moved out of my parents house and rented a house with some friends. Once again, the grip the T had on me disappeared. I got to enjoy that for about a year or so before life through me a curve ball. Sometime at the beginning of 2016, my mother left my father. We were both devastated. I hurt for my dad and was caught off guard by my mothers coldness. After a month of depressing, T was a thing for me again. For the third time, I was back in the pit, and after a few more months and changes in my life it once again faded into the background. Today, I feel like all those relapses are just weird dreams.
I know that was long winded and probably a chore to read through, but I wanted to show anyone reading this the pattern didn't notice till after my third fight with T. All of those times I had issues with my T came after times of high stress. I started seeing a mental health professional last year and started to realize I've been a worrier my entire life. Since I was a child I've always been a worrywart. I used to be deathly afraid of storms and tornados. If there was so much as a black cloud in the sky, I would stay glued to the weather channel watching for anything that could happen. Having to stand in front of a class to give a speech would leave my gut in knots for weeks. My grandmother not answering a phone call had me convinced the worst had happened to her. I was eventually diagnosed with generalized anxiety disorder.
This revelation has been changing my life for the better ever since. I've been learning mindfulness and CBT, started working regularly for the first time in my life, and trying to live in the moment instead of the future. At the present time, my grandmother is starting to have major health issues and the stress has skyrocketed. Just like the past three times my mind is locking onto something to fret over. Now it's my eye floaters which I've had for as long as I can remember. That same since of dread is present, but I'm keeping it at bay with the stuff I've mentioned before. One of the biggest things I can tell you is to not search the internet for these issues too much. These forum and message boards are filled with people suffering and when you see that it makes it seem like there is no light at the end of the tunnel. This simply isn't true. Droves of people stop coming to places like this because T is no longer a problem. They've gotten on with their lives. Anyone suffering heavily from T should look into how they handle stress and anxiety in general. Too many has similar experiences with T and floaters for this to be a coincidence and pretty much everyone gets to where it's not a problem. Shake that anxiety and you my just find that you'll be free of the dread and obsession and enjoy life again.
Over the course of the next few months, I started to get on with my life with the encouragement of my friends and parents. After a while, I started to be able to enjoy myself again. The tinnitus was still a frequent annoyance, but I was able to have some fun at the same time. Come Christmas, I transferred schools and moved across the state. The new environment and social circles I formed must of stimulated my mind enough to lose the anxiety tied to my T. Mid way through the semester I noticed out of the blue that I haven't even thought about the ringing for a few days. I walked into a quiet room to search for it. Sure enough, it was still there, but it no longer made me anxious. It was the most liberating feeling I've ever felt in my life.
I went the next five years without the T affecting my life at all. I was having a great time, but then I had a relapse . Due to other unrelated life event, I became very stressed in 2014 was having a tough time with school and work. One afternoon while watching a movie and stressing about life in general, I suddenly latched back onto my T. Over the course of the next few weeks I wound up hitting rock bottom again. The since of dread and doom was back and the ringing had once again consumed me. For the next month my life was in tatters. Couldn't eat, stay asleep, or focus on anything but the ringing. I once again felt that the future was ruined for me. I was crushed, but once again, it eventually passed.
About 5 months after the relapse, I moved out of my parents house and rented a house with some friends. Once again, the grip the T had on me disappeared. I got to enjoy that for about a year or so before life through me a curve ball. Sometime at the beginning of 2016, my mother left my father. We were both devastated. I hurt for my dad and was caught off guard by my mothers coldness. After a month of depressing, T was a thing for me again. For the third time, I was back in the pit, and after a few more months and changes in my life it once again faded into the background. Today, I feel like all those relapses are just weird dreams.
I know that was long winded and probably a chore to read through, but I wanted to show anyone reading this the pattern didn't notice till after my third fight with T. All of those times I had issues with my T came after times of high stress. I started seeing a mental health professional last year and started to realize I've been a worrier my entire life. Since I was a child I've always been a worrywart. I used to be deathly afraid of storms and tornados. If there was so much as a black cloud in the sky, I would stay glued to the weather channel watching for anything that could happen. Having to stand in front of a class to give a speech would leave my gut in knots for weeks. My grandmother not answering a phone call had me convinced the worst had happened to her. I was eventually diagnosed with generalized anxiety disorder.
This revelation has been changing my life for the better ever since. I've been learning mindfulness and CBT, started working regularly for the first time in my life, and trying to live in the moment instead of the future. At the present time, my grandmother is starting to have major health issues and the stress has skyrocketed. Just like the past three times my mind is locking onto something to fret over. Now it's my eye floaters which I've had for as long as I can remember. That same since of dread is present, but I'm keeping it at bay with the stuff I've mentioned before. One of the biggest things I can tell you is to not search the internet for these issues too much. These forum and message boards are filled with people suffering and when you see that it makes it seem like there is no light at the end of the tunnel. This simply isn't true. Droves of people stop coming to places like this because T is no longer a problem. They've gotten on with their lives. Anyone suffering heavily from T should look into how they handle stress and anxiety in general. Too many has similar experiences with T and floaters for this to be a coincidence and pretty much everyone gets to where it's not a problem. Shake that anxiety and you my just find that you'll be free of the dread and obsession and enjoy life again.