Just trying to accept tinnitus. I will probably end up with terrible concentration much of the time. My previous hobbies we're around reading: books, web forums, and a bit of TV and music.
What things can one enjoy with little to no concentration, and that doesn't cost much?
The point is to retrain your brain to adapt to your changed life circumstances, so that in time reading WILL be fun again. "Fake it until you make it", basically.And can i read ? yes, maybe with the right white/pink noise i don't focus on the T , but i'm not concentrating in the book, living in it's world, which is the all fun about reading - i'm just exerting mental effort, more like reading a boring textbook. So what's the point ?
Linearb/Mentos, in my case i'm taking other meds(bipolar disorder), so i don't think i can improve my concentration much. i've tried before tinnitus. didn't work. my concentration wasn't good,my brain was tired, and easily distracted by noise(probably with hyperacusis).
And can i read ? yes, maybe with the right white/pink noise i don't focus on the T , but i'm not concentrating in the book, living in it's world, which is the all fun about reading - i'm just exerting mental effort, more like reading a boring textbook. So what's the point ?
Just trying to accept tinnitus. I will probably end up with terrible concentration much of the time. My previous hobbies we're around reading: books, web forums, and a bit of TV and music.
What things can one enjoy with little to no concentration, and that doesn't cost much?
I refused to give up reading so I just force myself to do it.
Concentration is a muscle, and it can be regained or retrained in spite of loud, constant noise. At least, that's my experience.
The more I resign myself to not having a normal life, the more quickly my life slips through my grasp. The more that I stoically force myself to lead a life which externally appears to be 'unchanged', the more fulfillment I find.
Sometimes when I read books now, even in silent rooms, paragraphs, pages and chapters sometimes slip by without a thought of tinnitus. In the first few years, I was thinking about tinnitus three times per sentence at least. Sometimes it's still like that, but, you know what? I can still read, I can still work, I can still spend time with my family. I can still play video games, I can still ski, etc. I have some dead friends who can't say that anymore, and I do not envy them their silence.
As long as I'm here, I'm holding on to the things I cherish.