Hello...I used to come here from time to time when my T was "normal". Only time I heard it was for a few minutes before I went to sleep and was so tired that it didn't even matter. God, that was only 3 short months ago. I was even in a band playing for years, WITH musicians ear plugs. I only had it in my left ear and it was litteraly nothing. I've had it since 18.
I woke up one day in March and my the noise was incrediblely loud. I have always had "issues" with axiety so this really put me through the roof. Panic attacks which lead to depression. ENT's, MRI's, psychiatrist, therapists...have become my life now. All they said was I have very slight hearing loss in that ear. I believe that I have SAD and the brutual winter along with some other personal issues caused it to spike up.
March of 2014 the same thing kind of happened. I noticed it got a little louder, and using White noise for a few hours a day for a few weeks and NOT freaking out caused it to subside again and go down. God I only wished I could have done that this time.
It's been three months of complete hell, ADs, Klonipin and Remeron and I don't feel I am any better. Went to a nuero who wanted to put me on MORE drugs something called Lamictal which said should reduce the noiese. But nothing I find says that at all, so I am going to pass for now.
I have been talking to a CBT guy and TRYING to stay positive but I can't shake this feeling that my life is over. I have read the "positvity thread" many times over but cannot sink it into my head. I have a wife and two kids who I practically have abandoned since this started. I'm in bed every night at 9:00 now. I'm not even sure how I make it through work every day (I was out for two weeks). So, I had to give up the band, drinking, shooting, cigars, food (I don't know which drug has decreased my apptitie, I lost 30 pounds since) and pretty much everything I have ever loved.
EVERYONE I know reassures me that it will get better. But I see threads on here that after 3 months some people have accepted it and are better, but I am not. I have always had this negative thinking thing and it's hard to NOT think that way. Most of my friends have stopped showing up and I can't say that I blame them as all I do is sit there with a catatonic look on my face. Whenever I venture out somewhere all I can think about is getting back home.
Sleeping normally is now a thing of the past, permantly it seems. I can't even watch TV as I can hear the noise over it no matter what the volume is.
I guess I'm just venting, but like a lot of people I see on here, I can't lie and say that I didn't think about you- -know -what. If it wern't for my wife and kids....who knows. I feel like I should be in an asylum somewhere. I HATE being on all these meds doing god knows what to my brain and worry about getting off them and all the withdrawl symptons of EACH one.
I don't know how much longer I can take it. My wife God bless her puts up with a lot of my whining but how much longer till she can no longer take it. I just feel the old me is gone. I'm not sure he'll ever be back, no matter what I read on here.
I know you are all good people on here so I don't know what I'm asking for, I've read it all. But I just thuoght if someone could off some advice, ANY advice...I would appreciate it.
I could just kick myself for allowing this to happen. Had I maybe exercised or sought treatment in Jan and Feb this WHOLE thing could have been avoided.
Thanks....
I woke up one day in March and my the noise was incrediblely loud. I have always had "issues" with axiety so this really put me through the roof. Panic attacks which lead to depression. ENT's, MRI's, psychiatrist, therapists...have become my life now. All they said was I have very slight hearing loss in that ear. I believe that I have SAD and the brutual winter along with some other personal issues caused it to spike up.
March of 2014 the same thing kind of happened. I noticed it got a little louder, and using White noise for a few hours a day for a few weeks and NOT freaking out caused it to subside again and go down. God I only wished I could have done that this time.
It's been three months of complete hell, ADs, Klonipin and Remeron and I don't feel I am any better. Went to a nuero who wanted to put me on MORE drugs something called Lamictal which said should reduce the noiese. But nothing I find says that at all, so I am going to pass for now.
I have been talking to a CBT guy and TRYING to stay positive but I can't shake this feeling that my life is over. I have read the "positvity thread" many times over but cannot sink it into my head. I have a wife and two kids who I practically have abandoned since this started. I'm in bed every night at 9:00 now. I'm not even sure how I make it through work every day (I was out for two weeks). So, I had to give up the band, drinking, shooting, cigars, food (I don't know which drug has decreased my apptitie, I lost 30 pounds since) and pretty much everything I have ever loved.
EVERYONE I know reassures me that it will get better. But I see threads on here that after 3 months some people have accepted it and are better, but I am not. I have always had this negative thinking thing and it's hard to NOT think that way. Most of my friends have stopped showing up and I can't say that I blame them as all I do is sit there with a catatonic look on my face. Whenever I venture out somewhere all I can think about is getting back home.
Sleeping normally is now a thing of the past, permantly it seems. I can't even watch TV as I can hear the noise over it no matter what the volume is.
I guess I'm just venting, but like a lot of people I see on here, I can't lie and say that I didn't think about you- -know -what. If it wern't for my wife and kids....who knows. I feel like I should be in an asylum somewhere. I HATE being on all these meds doing god knows what to my brain and worry about getting off them and all the withdrawl symptons of EACH one.
I don't know how much longer I can take it. My wife God bless her puts up with a lot of my whining but how much longer till she can no longer take it. I just feel the old me is gone. I'm not sure he'll ever be back, no matter what I read on here.
I know you are all good people on here so I don't know what I'm asking for, I've read it all. But I just thuoght if someone could off some advice, ANY advice...I would appreciate it.
I could just kick myself for allowing this to happen. Had I maybe exercised or sought treatment in Jan and Feb this WHOLE thing could have been avoided.
Thanks....