This might sound odd, but after spending my first day back at work with tinnitus (thank fk I made it, my anxiety spikes were bad but I didn't have to reach for the valium), It's kind of calming to hear my T after work.
Let me explain, I've had tinnitus for just under two weeks now and I can't stand it, I feel like that noise is literally dissolving me, rendering me a bubbling pool of anxiety. I can barely concentrate with it. But after spending the day trying to dodge (fairly successfully as work is noisier then my T it seems) listening to it, eventually its kind of just a relief to come home and surrender to it - for a bit. I'm just sick of worrying about hearing it, as if holding out with sound masking long enough will make it cease.
As I'm listening to the pitch I'm picturing it take a physical form in my mind, like a white hot laser beam. I'm picking it up and examining it like strange pebble I'd find on a beach. I can't escape it because its closer to me then my own heartbeat. It feels loud it's relentless, frightening even. I just feel like I can't be afraid of it anymore, not if I ever want to habituate to it. I don't I want to torture my self for too long by listening to it, but I can't help but think if i can over come my intense fear/dislike of it then, then it'll some how lose its power.
I'm pretty sure, that it's my anxiety and depression that are the real enemies here.
What are other people's thoughts on detachedly trying to listen to their tinnitus?
Let me explain, I've had tinnitus for just under two weeks now and I can't stand it, I feel like that noise is literally dissolving me, rendering me a bubbling pool of anxiety. I can barely concentrate with it. But after spending the day trying to dodge (fairly successfully as work is noisier then my T it seems) listening to it, eventually its kind of just a relief to come home and surrender to it - for a bit. I'm just sick of worrying about hearing it, as if holding out with sound masking long enough will make it cease.
As I'm listening to the pitch I'm picturing it take a physical form in my mind, like a white hot laser beam. I'm picking it up and examining it like strange pebble I'd find on a beach. I can't escape it because its closer to me then my own heartbeat. It feels loud it's relentless, frightening even. I just feel like I can't be afraid of it anymore, not if I ever want to habituate to it. I don't I want to torture my self for too long by listening to it, but I can't help but think if i can over come my intense fear/dislike of it then, then it'll some how lose its power.
I'm pretty sure, that it's my anxiety and depression that are the real enemies here.
What are other people's thoughts on detachedly trying to listen to their tinnitus?