Hi, The last time I wrote here, I had one or two people saying that I should be grateful for the fact that my tinnitus is mild. At the time, I agreed with them but right now, if I could take a pill and sleep forever then I would. The low humming that I hear in my bedroom or in the quiet has ruined my life and I simply cannot accept it or get used to it. I have some good days when it's tame but waking up hearing that tone usually ruins the day. I am seeing a psychotherapist and doing everything I can to try and get it into perpsective but I am mired in depression. I take 5mg Diazepam so that I can 'die' for an hour. I've had T since Oct 2014 and have still not habituated. My doctor and my mental health consultant are already involved and I take medication to help me sleep and 'lower' my anxiety. This is the third breakdown in my life. I also have a sound system next to the bed plus a radio. I listen to classic music on this. But the fact remains that I do not want this noise at all and it is slowly grinding me down. I've also been reading Julian Cowan Hill's book which is very positive. My psychotherapist has tinnitus as do so many other people but for me a nightmare scenario. I'm working to get my anxiety down since losing my mother in 2014 but am now stuck in a dreadful limbo. I DON'T want to have to listen music by me bed forever. I WANT IT GONE. Or at least, I don't want to care about about it any more (habituate). But I DO care. I drag myself around like an old man trying to push myself to do things but I feel that life has abandoned me. It's a party that I haven't been invited to.