Something that has always haunted me since I developed tinnitus has been the idea of having to go through the passing of my beloved ones, having this noise in my head.
I've just lost a really beloved uncle and the depressing feeling of loss plus a more acute sense of how fragile and futile our existences are, is overwhelming. Thing is, two months ago I also lost another very, very beloved uncle of mine. It seems I processed that loss much better, but now, having to cope with both losses plus a raucous loud tinnitus is something I feel I can not chew anymore. Too depressing.
I've just lost a really beloved uncle and the depressing feeling of loss plus a more acute sense of how fragile and futile our existences are, is overwhelming. Thing is, two months ago I also lost another very, very beloved uncle of mine. It seems I processed that loss much better, but now, having to cope with both losses plus a raucous loud tinnitus is something I feel I can not chew anymore. Too depressing.