it's now been just over a year since tinnitus struck, I was standing by the window of my apartment, wondering if the gathering storm was causing some barometric disturbance in my brain, when it came on, suddenly. I define my life pre and post tinnitus in essentially BC/AD terms. There's been an unmistakable historical devide. My confidence was destroyed, my sanity on edge, my faith I could be normal again. A new life began and there has been a lot of soul searching over the past 13 months. It swirls and pulses electrically with different levels of sound and intensity and in different parts of my brain. It can be maddening. But I have survived year one and even made it through a complete season of work. I still have dizziness and lightheadedness, but bit by bit, I'm working myself back to me. Sleep is still hopeless and I will always miss silence.