Top of the morning to all! Unless you are in a different time zone. You have heard it all before, we all know how much we like to tell our stories. My journey started like many others. A stressful event happened on Saturday, and tinnitus came without an invitation on Tuesday. Let the fun begin.
The first glorious day brought me to two different ERs, with 10 hours spent in waiting rooms. My anxiety was through the roof as I tried to figure out what this tinnitus was, while it wrecked my body. I knew I could not leave because I needed help. I called everyone important to me, letting them know I loved them. I feared the worst.
Tinnitus hit me fast and hard. It was a major shock, and many other issues followed. Depression took hold after a year. I stopped working. I developed diverticulitis of the colon, just to make matters worse. I endured two years of major depression. Never in my life had I been so low. I was waiting for the Grim Reaper to show up and put me out of my misery.
Then spring came this year, and something changed. I wanted to get out of bed again, to work again. I found a job, and in mid-May I started. I felt excited and productive once more, with a new outlook on life. The tinnitus was still there, but I was not paying attention to it anymore. Thank God, a miracle had happened.
Three years of struggle brought so many horrible things, but I kept my faith in the Lord to pull me through. He did, and now my purpose in life is to help others. Nothing else seems to have much meaning. My friends are still too busy, and it feels impossible to understand tinnitus unless you are going through it yourself. That is why I am here, you have become my new friends.
I am here to share ideas and stories, and to learn from you. I am in a good place now, but for the last two years, I was at rock bottom.
The first glorious day brought me to two different ERs, with 10 hours spent in waiting rooms. My anxiety was through the roof as I tried to figure out what this tinnitus was, while it wrecked my body. I knew I could not leave because I needed help. I called everyone important to me, letting them know I loved them. I feared the worst.
Tinnitus hit me fast and hard. It was a major shock, and many other issues followed. Depression took hold after a year. I stopped working. I developed diverticulitis of the colon, just to make matters worse. I endured two years of major depression. Never in my life had I been so low. I was waiting for the Grim Reaper to show up and put me out of my misery.
Then spring came this year, and something changed. I wanted to get out of bed again, to work again. I found a job, and in mid-May I started. I felt excited and productive once more, with a new outlook on life. The tinnitus was still there, but I was not paying attention to it anymore. Thank God, a miracle had happened.
Three years of struggle brought so many horrible things, but I kept my faith in the Lord to pull me through. He did, and now my purpose in life is to help others. Nothing else seems to have much meaning. My friends are still too busy, and it feels impossible to understand tinnitus unless you are going through it yourself. That is why I am here, you have become my new friends.
I am here to share ideas and stories, and to learn from you. I am in a good place now, but for the last two years, I was at rock bottom.
