...suicide. Since August I have been depressed over tinnitus. I moved towards habituation but I cannot stand this. I refuse to hanituate because that's letting my brain win. Until I can cause a gap in function, which it hates, AND deny it the ability to correct it I will never be happy.
My life sucks. I occasionally take amitriptyline for sleep but the side effects are hell. I chose to have Olanzapine prescribed over Gabapentin recently but think that was a mistake and have refused to take it.
I am afraid to listen to music anymore and do not enjoy it. Self medicating with marijuana and alcohol seems best but it has limits and makes the buzzing louder.
If I get depressed, it gets worse. If serotonin or dopamine levels rise and cause hyperactivity, it gets louder. This thing sucks and I refuse to just "cope". I want treatment! I want neural death and the brain's ability to reshape itself rendered useless. The brain is your enemy here, and until science embraces that and becomes hostile to the brain, we will never see a cure.
I feel hopeless everyday and just want the ringing to stop. It does not though. I have no control over my life. None! I used to love karaoke, concerts, raves, my headphones. This goddam condition has ruined all of that! It's deprived me of sleep and made me as depressed as I will ever be. The heart disease I will eventually get from all the fried food I eat cannot destroy my heart and thus brain fast enough.
I'm sad, depressed, and just want it all to end. I may be young but I will die with tinnitus either way. What difference does it make if it at 22 or 72? My friends and family will be sad, but it will pass, my ringing will not. The brain is truly a bastard.
My life sucks. I occasionally take amitriptyline for sleep but the side effects are hell. I chose to have Olanzapine prescribed over Gabapentin recently but think that was a mistake and have refused to take it.
I am afraid to listen to music anymore and do not enjoy it. Self medicating with marijuana and alcohol seems best but it has limits and makes the buzzing louder.
If I get depressed, it gets worse. If serotonin or dopamine levels rise and cause hyperactivity, it gets louder. This thing sucks and I refuse to just "cope". I want treatment! I want neural death and the brain's ability to reshape itself rendered useless. The brain is your enemy here, and until science embraces that and becomes hostile to the brain, we will never see a cure.
I feel hopeless everyday and just want the ringing to stop. It does not though. I have no control over my life. None! I used to love karaoke, concerts, raves, my headphones. This goddam condition has ruined all of that! It's deprived me of sleep and made me as depressed as I will ever be. The heart disease I will eventually get from all the fried food I eat cannot destroy my heart and thus brain fast enough.
I'm sad, depressed, and just want it all to end. I may be young but I will die with tinnitus either way. What difference does it make if it at 22 or 72? My friends and family will be sad, but it will pass, my ringing will not. The brain is truly a bastard.