The Peaceful pill handbook.
This is something I was entirely unacquainted with until I realised the abject horror of my situation.....the realisation that not only am I lumped with this horrendous disease but the entire world who doesn't suffer from it thinks I'm a fucking drama queen.
Even my own 'family' have in effect been brainwashed by the 'literature' pumped out by the NHS and swallowed whole the 'habituation works for everyone' propaganda and have effectively turned on me.
Everything from stop being so depressing, to outright anger and insults. This hostility and disbelief from my own family has made me realise that I am truly alone, i can trust nobody. And nobody will help me should my T develop in to an even uglier monster or severe hyperacusis and I am completely unable to work like
@Telis.
My choices then will be reduced to hanging, jumping, standing in front of a train or soldiering on by begging on the street in abject misery, pining for the life I lost overnight to tinnitus.
Thus while I still have some financial backing I have been forced to be pragmatic and ensure that at the very least I can grant myself the gift of a humane end.
Only those amongst you who suffer at the extreme end of the spectrum will understand this and I don't condone you doing the same but ask yourself this....if you are single, middle aged with no family to speak of and you fall flat on your arse and are left with nothing but screaming tinnitus, where are you going to turn?!! Who is going to help you?!?
Doctors?!? ENT's?!? The BTA?!? A shrink?!? Dignitas?!?
Forget it! You're just depressed remember. Other people cope fine......It's all in your head.