Hey there, I am not sure if you will find solace in this at all from some random internet stranger, but I am right here with you. Although I am not currently suicidal, I am very depressed about my situation.
I am a lifelong, and chronic tinnitus sufferer. I have had this condition since getting knocked in the head when I was 8 years old. I thought my whole childhood, teenage, and early adulthood that everyone heard some sort of high pitched ringing in their ears. However, this was incredibly mild compared to the 3 major changes my tinnitus has made since I turned 23.
I will never forget the first time my tinnitus worsened after and ungodly loud wedding reception I went to. It added a new "glass bowl" tone that I could hear over everything. Actually, looking back, this is when I first got some version of Hyperacusis. I was a health inspector and the hand dryers at this restaurant were ungodly loud. Luckily, that only lasted a few weeks, however the "glass bowl" tone persisted. I remember calling my mother and telling her that I couldn't do this anymore and I didn't want to ever wake up again.
4 months passed after that, and the glass bowl tone slowly slipped from the front of my conscious, and I didn't hear it again for years.
The second time my tinnitus worsened: 10 months ago I lost and started a new job, ended a 6 year relationship, and was overall stressed about COVID-19. Everything in the US was starting to open back up and I was desperate for some fun and human connection. I lined up early for my COVID-19 vaccines as I knew my favorite DJ of all time was coming into town. I have never been to a concert/gig without ear protection in my adult life, but during the last 10 minutes of the show, I took my ear plugs out. Next weekend, I went to watch my buddy race (ear plugs of course) but I knew something was wrong two days afterwards. I started to gradually develop a new tone, and then a week later I developed reactive tinnitus.
I came home after work everyday for about a month and just cried my eyes out. I couldn't believe what my life had become. Faucets, paper towels, cutlery, and my own piss hitting the toilet bowl made my tinnitus react. I used ear plugs whenever I went outside. Over the course of a few months, I started to wean off ear plugs and started doing errands and the occasional restaurant. At first, it was absolutely terrible. Like when I was 23, I heard my tinnitus over everything. Slowly, and definitely not in linear fashion, I started getting passed it. Some things still made my tinnitus react, but over the course of several months, I had really made huge leaps in my mental capacity to deal with the new reactive tinnitus. By October 2021, I was working out everyday, and I traveled to Seattle by myself and didn't need to plug up once. From there, if you would of asked me if my hyperacusis/tinnitus were bothering me, I would have probably said no. I truly was well on my way to recovery.
Third worsening and where I am currently: I caught COVID-19 in December, and I gotta be honest, I didn't listen to the advice of so many of the hyperacusis sufferers on this forum. I was listening to my ANC earphones (albeit extremely low volumes). I believe those two things, combined with being at a very small New Years gathering at my buddies house where kazoos were being used at the ball drop, I have completely lost all my recovery and have worsened. Hyperacusis has developed into pain hyperacusis, new reactive chirp tone has been added, "glass bowl" tone is back for the first time in years, and my mental attitude towards this is lower than its ever been in my life.
I really hope this doesn't cause you more despair, that is not my intention at all. I think what I am trying to get at is that I know exactly where you are at. In a little over 5 years, my tinnitus has dramatically shifted three times, and every time it has shifted I truly thought I would never make it. In fact, sometimes I didn't want to make it. I wanted to just sleep forever and never hear the noise again. However, each time, I fought that instinct with every fiber in my body. I would do anything to distract me: video games, lifting, walking, calling a friend/loved one, etc. anything to take my mind off of it, even if it was for a short moment.
I am pleading with you, please do not make any permanent decisions you will not be able to take back. I'm in the depths of despair right now and I know from my experience things will get better eventually. Although I don't know you, I know where you are at and I truly care for your well-being. Please do not do this, and if you are thinking about acting on it, there is help out there I promise.
Hugs my friend.