Well, after lurking here for years, I finally joined. Because while I've been suffering from T for many years, it's really gotten BAD in the last few days.
When I first started to notice it in 2005-ish it was mild, barely audible. The probable cause was the fact that I was in college and I wanted good marks and I had a neighbour who worked nightshift and didn't give a damn that in the other room was someone who needed her sleep. So I never got to sleep before 4 a.m. and had to get up at 6 a.m., my marks dropped and I tried to cope by working harder and got into a kind of vicious cycle that ended with me in therapy with a prescription for doxepine which I have to take to this day or I won't sleep at all). In 2003 the T upped the volume a bit but I built myself a masker/noiser for the night (consisting of an old mp3-player and cheap, small loudspeakers) and experimented with different sounds and with the help of white noise I could sleep perfectly well and since it only bothered me at night, I could live with it. Of course there were days (and nights) when nothing I did helped, when the sound (it did sound like someone whispering over static; can't explain it any better, sorry) got so bad, it nearly drove me mad but in the end I could always cope.
Then, a month ago, I had acute hearing loss in the right ear (the tinnitus ear, the other used to be OK), ran to my ENT doctor, got the cortisone shot and three cortisone infusions and it worked like a charm. This episode was caused by work related stress (my colleague got sick and my boss got cranky and took it out on me) and I was told to relax a bit more and work a bit less. So I did that and my T went back to pre-acute hearing loss levels. Then my colleague got sick AGAIN and right then I got a cold, about five days ago and starting the day before yesterday my life became HELL. Suddenly there was this sound - high-pitched, intrusive as heck, and I hear it every damn second on both ears, not just on the 'regular' T ear. It drives me mad. I tried my usual masking method but not even purple noise seems to help much. The thing is - I KNOW this sound. I've experienced it before but only for short moments. Never for days and nights on end! I mean, I can ignore it pretty well during the day. It's not so loud as to drown out conversations, TV and the like. But I hear it constantly when I concentrate on it, when I talk to someone, when I watch TV, even when I listen to music on headphones (in a low volume since I'm very cautios when it comes to volume). Of course, once I concentrate on something else and I forget about it, it's gone. And then my brain seems to remember that there was something awful and - bam! - I hear it again. I'm not new to the whole T thing. I know it's a viscious cycle. The problem is that this time I can't even mask it, there is no way out and it drives me up the walls.
And then I read on this very forum how there is basically no hope for us unfortunate people with those high-pitched sounds (of course, being the obsessive idiot I am, I measured mine online and it's in the 14 to 16 khz range) to ever habituate it because there is basically no everyday sound that will mask it. And that was sort of the final blow on my confidence. I feel like crying, like screaming, like ripping my boss (the idiot who cause my acute hearing loss AND gave me the damn cold, btw) to shreds.
I'm just so angry. When the cortisone worked I was so happy and I even booked my summer vacation and had fun and now... just a week later I'm a wreck and even though my mother says that it will get better because even if I think the cold is over it is not (admittedly, five days would be a short time for a cold) and my ears are probably still blocked and there is still fluid everywhere and slight inflammation and stuff, all I want to do is either throw things at the wall or fall into my bed and cry (but, oh, wait, then the T would be even louder! ARGH!).
tl;dr - I'm in a very dark place now that I never though that I'd find myself in again and I needed to get this off my chest.
Edit: So I just got myself some cicada sounds from Youtube and a benzo pill from my mother. Maybe that helps me get through the night.
When I first started to notice it in 2005-ish it was mild, barely audible. The probable cause was the fact that I was in college and I wanted good marks and I had a neighbour who worked nightshift and didn't give a damn that in the other room was someone who needed her sleep. So I never got to sleep before 4 a.m. and had to get up at 6 a.m., my marks dropped and I tried to cope by working harder and got into a kind of vicious cycle that ended with me in therapy with a prescription for doxepine which I have to take to this day or I won't sleep at all). In 2003 the T upped the volume a bit but I built myself a masker/noiser for the night (consisting of an old mp3-player and cheap, small loudspeakers) and experimented with different sounds and with the help of white noise I could sleep perfectly well and since it only bothered me at night, I could live with it. Of course there were days (and nights) when nothing I did helped, when the sound (it did sound like someone whispering over static; can't explain it any better, sorry) got so bad, it nearly drove me mad but in the end I could always cope.
Then, a month ago, I had acute hearing loss in the right ear (the tinnitus ear, the other used to be OK), ran to my ENT doctor, got the cortisone shot and three cortisone infusions and it worked like a charm. This episode was caused by work related stress (my colleague got sick and my boss got cranky and took it out on me) and I was told to relax a bit more and work a bit less. So I did that and my T went back to pre-acute hearing loss levels. Then my colleague got sick AGAIN and right then I got a cold, about five days ago and starting the day before yesterday my life became HELL. Suddenly there was this sound - high-pitched, intrusive as heck, and I hear it every damn second on both ears, not just on the 'regular' T ear. It drives me mad. I tried my usual masking method but not even purple noise seems to help much. The thing is - I KNOW this sound. I've experienced it before but only for short moments. Never for days and nights on end! I mean, I can ignore it pretty well during the day. It's not so loud as to drown out conversations, TV and the like. But I hear it constantly when I concentrate on it, when I talk to someone, when I watch TV, even when I listen to music on headphones (in a low volume since I'm very cautios when it comes to volume). Of course, once I concentrate on something else and I forget about it, it's gone. And then my brain seems to remember that there was something awful and - bam! - I hear it again. I'm not new to the whole T thing. I know it's a viscious cycle. The problem is that this time I can't even mask it, there is no way out and it drives me up the walls.
And then I read on this very forum how there is basically no hope for us unfortunate people with those high-pitched sounds (of course, being the obsessive idiot I am, I measured mine online and it's in the 14 to 16 khz range) to ever habituate it because there is basically no everyday sound that will mask it. And that was sort of the final blow on my confidence. I feel like crying, like screaming, like ripping my boss (the idiot who cause my acute hearing loss AND gave me the damn cold, btw) to shreds.
I'm just so angry. When the cortisone worked I was so happy and I even booked my summer vacation and had fun and now... just a week later I'm a wreck and even though my mother says that it will get better because even if I think the cold is over it is not (admittedly, five days would be a short time for a cold) and my ears are probably still blocked and there is still fluid everywhere and slight inflammation and stuff, all I want to do is either throw things at the wall or fall into my bed and cry (but, oh, wait, then the T would be even louder! ARGH!).
tl;dr - I'm in a very dark place now that I never though that I'd find myself in again and I needed to get this off my chest.
Edit: So I just got myself some cicada sounds from Youtube and a benzo pill from my mother. Maybe that helps me get through the night.