Hi guys and gals, my name is Collin.
I've been lurking this site for a few months since my tinnitus appeared one morning in the late if April.
It's been an incredible debilitating disease for me. After 3 weeks of trying to "deal with it" as my my first ENT told me to do I ended up a wreck.
I have great difficulty sleeping and this lead me having to admit myself into the nearest general because I was beginning to have suicidal thoughts and forming plans. After a short stint in a psych ward I left with a brief prescription on sleeping aids which I was able to have renewed by a psychiatrist I am now seeing.
Sleep still is a struggle despite all the aids I take. I'm in my 4th month and am struggling to cope with this reality and the likeihood that this is something I will be living with for my life. As no cure is available and those that have found cures, they are as unique to them as the variants of T we each suffer from. I had a bad week. Barely more than 4 hours of sleep a day and my mental health is unfortunately tied closely with my sleep.
I spent almost the entirety of yesterday with my family seeking consolation and support, and crying for the majority of my visit. I can't fight this battle on my own.
I've been lurking this site for a few months since my tinnitus appeared one morning in the late if April.
It's been an incredible debilitating disease for me. After 3 weeks of trying to "deal with it" as my my first ENT told me to do I ended up a wreck.
I have great difficulty sleeping and this lead me having to admit myself into the nearest general because I was beginning to have suicidal thoughts and forming plans. After a short stint in a psych ward I left with a brief prescription on sleeping aids which I was able to have renewed by a psychiatrist I am now seeing.
Sleep still is a struggle despite all the aids I take. I'm in my 4th month and am struggling to cope with this reality and the likeihood that this is something I will be living with for my life. As no cure is available and those that have found cures, they are as unique to them as the variants of T we each suffer from. I had a bad week. Barely more than 4 hours of sleep a day and my mental health is unfortunately tied closely with my sleep.
I spent almost the entirety of yesterday with my family seeking consolation and support, and crying for the majority of my visit. I can't fight this battle on my own.