hello,
i've had tinnitus for nearly three months now and i feel it's taken control of my life. every day is a massive struggle, and i'm unable to feel i can sort the other areas of my life, i feel so alone, my phone has hardly rung in weeks, i've withdrawn, and feel trapped by everything, my job, my social life and this infernal ringingis giving me no peace to sort my head so i can come to terms with it. my peace and ability to recuperate seems to of dissappeared. my room used to be my haven, now it feels more like hell. i can;t escape my thoughts, i can;t socialise properly and i can;t stop thinking about this, which in turns starts me thinkging about all the other !@#%...more sleep would definitely help...
I decided to try and dig myself out and go to a old workmates party, i felt like he expected to be talking to an old me, one that was happy(enough) and adventurous, these days i dread the weekends, and then the coming week.i'm too tired to socialise and when i do, i know i'm being weird, i might look like i'm listening, but i'mbusy thinking bad thoughts and wondering where all my confidence went.. i left the party at one, fast forward to 5am i'm in my bed with my head in my hands, in hell...
how did other people recover from this? do i have to be a different person now? i can't go on like this :-(
i've had tinnitus for nearly three months now and i feel it's taken control of my life. every day is a massive struggle, and i'm unable to feel i can sort the other areas of my life, i feel so alone, my phone has hardly rung in weeks, i've withdrawn, and feel trapped by everything, my job, my social life and this infernal ringingis giving me no peace to sort my head so i can come to terms with it. my peace and ability to recuperate seems to of dissappeared. my room used to be my haven, now it feels more like hell. i can;t escape my thoughts, i can;t socialise properly and i can;t stop thinking about this, which in turns starts me thinkging about all the other !@#%...more sleep would definitely help...
I decided to try and dig myself out and go to a old workmates party, i felt like he expected to be talking to an old me, one that was happy(enough) and adventurous, these days i dread the weekends, and then the coming week.i'm too tired to socialise and when i do, i know i'm being weird, i might look like i'm listening, but i'mbusy thinking bad thoughts and wondering where all my confidence went.. i left the party at one, fast forward to 5am i'm in my bed with my head in my hands, in hell...
how did other people recover from this? do i have to be a different person now? i can't go on like this :-(
