Pretty much cherished it above all else, and amazed that I am coping with this without screaming my head off non-stop (but then, that would just add to this crap).
Believe me, I was (still am, essentially) a thinker in silence, a writer in silence, someone who could get a headache from extraneous non-natural environmental sounds.
Sometimes I try, for several seconds, to focus on the SILENCE that I know is still "there" outside of the sounds in my head, and also to focus on the memory of the FEELING of that. I can do it ever so briefly, and I think it's important. Not to taunt myself, but to celebrate what it was, and to keep alive a sense of hope of what it might once again BE.
I am also very actively re-structuring my thinking so that I can just dissolve all this negative reactivity to the presence of the tinnitus. I want my mind to be my own again. Well, it always has been my own, but what I mean, is, I want to be the one who is sailing the ship, and not my "reactivity" to the negative presence of the tinnitus.
This is requiring me to both accept its presence, but not to accept IT (if that makes any sense). I am re-framing my responses to it. It's a work in progress. It HAS allowed more of the old "silence" me to come glowing through again.
I wish the same for you,
@Alue , in whatever way that could work for you.