This thing has been
LOUD from day one, more than 6 years ago now. Relentless angle grinder sound in the back of my head, unmaskable. I don't know how but there have been periods I've completely forgotten about it or even if I've been aware of it, its emotional and psychological impact has been zero, and trust me, everything just because I've carried on with my life still sticking to things I love to do.
Maybe no sound can mask my tinnitus but hey, my passions do! This crap is going to keep roaring if I stay all day in bed (which lots of days is what I want) or if I go out to have a stroll, meet friends, shake some heads at the gym, etc... So, it keeps roaring, I keep living. That's it. I owe it to myself after having been so unlucky to have "contracted" this condition.
BTW, this is by far my favorite corner of the forum. It makes me feel closer to fellow ringers and that fills me with a way more solid sense of hope and energy than those scientific threads (I feel infinitely grateful for those who keep them going) in which my tiny boxer brains get lost and filled with desperation most times.
I also love cooking, btw...
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