My son was what got me through my first 4 years of suffering. I was hanging on for him, but since my setback last November I've been struggling.
I've had suicidal thoughts before. I've also been suffering from chronic nerve pain for the past 12 years – which fortunately became much better after 10 years. Even so, after 3 or 4 years of suffering, I started to struggle pretty badly and went through a dark couple of years.
4 years ago, the tinnitus started, and throughout the first and second years, I was doing pretty badly, too. Then I got divorced about 1.5 years ago and I had a little setback because of stress, but ultimately, I was doing really well around the 3.5 year mark. I suppose I had habituated and was living life again. I was sleeping without any masking or anything, which felt pretty great.
But now bad stuff just keeps piling up:
- My tinnitus got worse in November.
- I lost my job in December, and haven't really been able to find the focus/motivation to start applying for new jobs due to mental distress.
- I have co-parenting issues.
- Because of co-parenting, I'm stuck in my ex-wife's hometown where I don't have any friends/family.
Despite all that, there was one positive thing – I started dating someone awesome about 7 months ago. Before my setback, everything was completely amazing, and even after my setback, things were still going great. I was giving it my all to overcome the situation: yoga, meditation, keeping busy, trying new supplements, etc. Spending time with that person also had a significant impact on my tinnitus. It gave me purpose and I would not feel distressed at all and was able to fully enjoy her presence. However, one day everything was fine and we were planning a little getaway and the next day it was suddenly over. :/
Combine all of the above and I'm feeling majorly depressed, bordering on suicidal. Thinking about the time before I got worse and just started dating, I know life can be good. But I seriously doubt I'll be able to get back to where I was prior to November. Taking care of my son by myself has gotten significantly harder since my setback, but I was pushing forward because I at least had a glimmer of hope.
Now I'm out of a job, living in a town where I'm far removed from my family and friends, suffering from bad tinnitus, and feeling heartbroken and depressed.
I think I posted a similar story somewhere in December or so, but then I ultimately found massive support in this amazing woman. Now, I fear that even my son is not enough to hang on to
It also doesn't help that he's too young to understand any of this.