Today I was looking to buy some lightbulbs, of all things, when I realised I didn't know what fitting I needed. However, I knew there was a picture in my message history somewhere, so I typed in bulbs to see if I could locate it. The first one I clicked on displayed texts from some of my darker days and I was hit by a sudden realisation of how down I was and how far I have come.
I looked and found other messages and it brought a tear to my eye because it was like reliving the torment. I'd like to share these private moments in the hope that newcomers may take some solace in them.
I no longer think about my tinnitus all that much, and I am miles from being in the same mental state I was in the messages. It was a very arduous journey that took time, and it came with many setbacks.
The texts range from 2015 when the worsening occurred, to 2017 (a few months before my first child was born).
I looked and found other messages and it brought a tear to my eye because it was like reliving the torment. I'd like to share these private moments in the hope that newcomers may take some solace in them.
I no longer think about my tinnitus all that much, and I am miles from being in the same mental state I was in the messages. It was a very arduous journey that took time, and it came with many setbacks.
The texts range from 2015 when the worsening occurred, to 2017 (a few months before my first child was born).