I'm sick of myself. And I'm really sick of this loud nonstop ringing in my head and ears. Which I'm pretty sure was spiked by anti depressants, which seems like madness in itself. Over the last week I've become a shell of a human and all the colour has been sucked out of my world. It's put a huge strain on my wonderful Dad and our relationship and I think I hate that more than this thing in my ears. I've wanted, and actively asked out loud for death more than once.
And I'm sick of it. By no means do I think I'm on an easy road, or am taking this or anyone else here's struggle lightly.
But I've had enough. So today. I sat down and wrote this to my tinnitus.
I hope you don't mind me sharing this with you, and excuse me if this sounds a little nuts.
You are a noise. A sound. OK a f****** loud sound and truly horrible sound. But you're trapped in my head and ears and for all I know there you'll stay. I mean do give yourself some credit here, you do a fine job of almost driving me insane, so full marks there.
But you're trapped in the dark, with nothing but my brain, inner ear and yourself for company. And you know what, I like the light and not so, much the dark. So I'll stay where I am thanks, right here in the light. And you, well, you can do what you want. There in the dark.
Yeah it's gonna take me some time, to get back, but I guess you'll just have to sit there through the whole god damn thing, and if you insist on not going anywhere, then you'll just have to come with me and F****** lump it wont you.
And just so you know, yes I will have a couple of Brandy's in my tea at night if I like.
So my dear tinnitus, to sum up...
F*** YOU!
Again, sorry if it sounds a bit (Or a lot) crazy haha. But this has come from the things my Dad has said to me and from a lot of the stories I've read on here over the last few days.
And I'm sick of it. By no means do I think I'm on an easy road, or am taking this or anyone else here's struggle lightly.
But I've had enough. So today. I sat down and wrote this to my tinnitus.
I hope you don't mind me sharing this with you, and excuse me if this sounds a little nuts.
You are a noise. A sound. OK a f****** loud sound and truly horrible sound. But you're trapped in my head and ears and for all I know there you'll stay. I mean do give yourself some credit here, you do a fine job of almost driving me insane, so full marks there.
But you're trapped in the dark, with nothing but my brain, inner ear and yourself for company. And you know what, I like the light and not so, much the dark. So I'll stay where I am thanks, right here in the light. And you, well, you can do what you want. There in the dark.
Yeah it's gonna take me some time, to get back, but I guess you'll just have to sit there through the whole god damn thing, and if you insist on not going anywhere, then you'll just have to come with me and F****** lump it wont you.
And just so you know, yes I will have a couple of Brandy's in my tea at night if I like.
So my dear tinnitus, to sum up...
F*** YOU!
Again, sorry if it sounds a bit (Or a lot) crazy haha. But this has come from the things my Dad has said to me and from a lot of the stories I've read on here over the last few days.