I remember when I woke up sometime in July of 2015 and thought my fan or something in my house was making the noise. I remember closing my ears with my fingers and still hearing it. I remember thinking that my life was over and I would NEVER be able to deal with it as I already had terrible anxiety and stress and this was going to push me over the edge. I remember as time went on the most I adapted. I remember that it will NOT become my life even though it tries every chance it gets. I remember I still enjoyed my life and being around friends, family and outside my bedroom really helped. I remember I have spikes and bad days/weeks but they DO get better. I remember the friends I made on here and how they helped me get through it. I remember that although you think tinnitus is going to beat you, you WILL beat it. Remember everyday is a day to make things better, even just a very little bit no matter how bad they seem to be.