I have tinnitus. And unless you are researching for a friend or family member, so do you. I hope you are not suffering. I hope that T has taught you a valuable lesson, as it has me.
Who could possibly benefit from T? In a strange and unique way, I have. It has given me the gift of peace and serenity. Tinnitus is with me always, to one degree or another. It is in the noise of traffic and people partying; the noise and vibration on the jacuzzi in my head; hovering helicopters and Navy jets breaking the sound barrier. Sudden loud noise might make a flash of snap, crackle and pop in my brain. These and more.
I hear it in the relative silence of the night. With my ear against the pillow, I hear a train rumble or the ocean roar.The siren sound persists. T always wants my attention. It can be temporary, that high whistling brought on by a sudden noise nearby. Or I can improve it with deep breathing or meditation. But it is there . . . as relentless as the beat of my heart.
Now I know some things I didn't know in those early days when I grieved for the normal sound of nothing.
I know that it's a very real part of me, like the vision of my ears, like water running over my fingers. Ans sometimes it miraculously disappears. If I focus, I can find it. Silence distracts me from its absence.
I know I have found accommodation, but it's more. It can't kill me or even make me cry or yell in frustration. It's an entity like a person, but it is only an appendage to my body. "I can beat you," I say. "You don't trouble me." Then I go ahead and appreciate again the quiet of hiking in a forest, standing on a cliff overlooking the desert, hearing the gentle waves lapping on the shore.
I absolutely know that I can have a T-free experience any time I want it. Evev while it is an integral part of me.
Because I know this, I am at peace. I have serenity. Because I have acceptance.
I no longer ask how, where, why? Why me?What did I do? Crack my head one times too many? Does it matter? Not to me.Acceptance. I hope you find it. It will blow you away. It can't hurt to try, but suffering from tinnitus does. We all have the superpower within us to defeat this incorrigible alien. To laugh at it. Comedy. So imagine if you can: this T patient walks up to a deaf person in a bar . . . I can't. Comedy is good; make up your own laughter, a good belly laugh.
Ask and you shall receive.My prayers to you no matter what your higher power may be. Blessed be.
Who could possibly benefit from T? In a strange and unique way, I have. It has given me the gift of peace and serenity. Tinnitus is with me always, to one degree or another. It is in the noise of traffic and people partying; the noise and vibration on the jacuzzi in my head; hovering helicopters and Navy jets breaking the sound barrier. Sudden loud noise might make a flash of snap, crackle and pop in my brain. These and more.
I hear it in the relative silence of the night. With my ear against the pillow, I hear a train rumble or the ocean roar.The siren sound persists. T always wants my attention. It can be temporary, that high whistling brought on by a sudden noise nearby. Or I can improve it with deep breathing or meditation. But it is there . . . as relentless as the beat of my heart.
Now I know some things I didn't know in those early days when I grieved for the normal sound of nothing.
I know that it's a very real part of me, like the vision of my ears, like water running over my fingers. Ans sometimes it miraculously disappears. If I focus, I can find it. Silence distracts me from its absence.
I know I have found accommodation, but it's more. It can't kill me or even make me cry or yell in frustration. It's an entity like a person, but it is only an appendage to my body. "I can beat you," I say. "You don't trouble me." Then I go ahead and appreciate again the quiet of hiking in a forest, standing on a cliff overlooking the desert, hearing the gentle waves lapping on the shore.
I absolutely know that I can have a T-free experience any time I want it. Evev while it is an integral part of me.
Because I know this, I am at peace. I have serenity. Because I have acceptance.
I no longer ask how, where, why? Why me?What did I do? Crack my head one times too many? Does it matter? Not to me.Acceptance. I hope you find it. It will blow you away. It can't hurt to try, but suffering from tinnitus does. We all have the superpower within us to defeat this incorrigible alien. To laugh at it. Comedy. So imagine if you can: this T patient walks up to a deaf person in a bar . . . I can't. Comedy is good; make up your own laughter, a good belly laugh.
Ask and you shall receive.My prayers to you no matter what your higher power may be. Blessed be.