This article hits home for me. I was born with a severe hearing loss, and I have recently got a Med-EL Opus2 / RONDO Cochlear Implant -- which changed my life for the better.
How?
It reduced so much stress, I was surprised that I was carrying so much. It was simply things like going to the toilet (you think, "am I going to make a really awful rude noise that everyone will hate me for?") or drinking your coffee ("is this awful?!")... even typing at work, or taking to a colleague and hoping that I wasn't interrupting someone else.
Then I realised: everyone else is simply bloody loud, they generally don't care about how loud they are when they're eating, shutting doors or chatting to someone. They don't. Only I did, I was the only one who constantly worried.
It wasn't the fact that I could suddenly hear things, which I could, it was realising that I was overthinking, overanalysing every situation with that sound was involved. That included _breathing_. I would literally slow my breathing if someone were to sit next to me on a bus. Severe anxiety due to sound.
I'm still very anxious if I am to watch a movie, in my own house, by myself... in fear I'd wake the neighbours on an adjourned property. (to put this in perspective, my wife came home and she couldn't even hear the movie in the next bedroom.)
THIS was seriously the hardest thong I've had to face but it's been worth it for the reduced stress and anxiety.
I'm thankful for your comment and the original's author article, it helped me realize I'm not (utterly) mad.
Even though I haven't been completely deaf in a fairly long time (some form of congenital defect, sorta fixed, on and off, will get worse again), I still have a very hard time judging loudness. The way I do most things - even mindlessly simple like walking, grabbing a pen on a table or eating - I minimize sound as much as possible, like not/barely touching the floor with my heels.
I know it's kind of ridiculous to most people, but I'm also not sure the same people quite realize how continuously stressful it is to have little to no feedback from a sense you should normally be able to rely on.
These behaviors have become second nature for the most part, but I still feel like I'm letting down everybody when I do make noise, on the few occasions where I'm not mindful of my actions.
As a bit of an aside, I find it interesting that the loss of a sense generally seems to bring about a completely different level of introspection and self-awareness, not better or worse, just profoundly different (or I'm completely biased).
> everyone else is simply bloody loud, they generally don't care about how loud they are when they're eating, shutting doors or chatting to someone
Except for the toilet noise you mentioned. Every person I talked to about this is worried about his/her toilet sounds. Just check how often you'll hear noises from an occupied stall when you're in a public restroom. In Japan toilets even have noise makers integrated or people carry noise makers to overplay their own sounds. Whenever I find myself in this situation I remind myself that I'm on a toilet and it was built for that purpose.
If you were staying over at someone else's house, would you have found it welcoming for them to say something like, "oh and I'll text you if you make too much noise with anything."?
And being deaf doesn't seem to protect from other drawbacks: Some deaf people are very sensitive to vibrations, therefore when they want to sleep they need their relatives to shut doors very quietly.
How?
It reduced so much stress, I was surprised that I was carrying so much. It was simply things like going to the toilet (you think, "am I going to make a really awful rude noise that everyone will hate me for?") or drinking your coffee ("is this awful?!")... even typing at work, or taking to a colleague and hoping that I wasn't interrupting someone else.
Then I realised: everyone else is simply bloody loud, they generally don't care about how loud they are when they're eating, shutting doors or chatting to someone. They don't. Only I did, I was the only one who constantly worried.
It wasn't the fact that I could suddenly hear things, which I could, it was realising that I was overthinking, overanalysing every situation with that sound was involved. That included _breathing_. I would literally slow my breathing if someone were to sit next to me on a bus. Severe anxiety due to sound.
I'm still very anxious if I am to watch a movie, in my own house, by myself... in fear I'd wake the neighbours on an adjourned property. (to put this in perspective, my wife came home and she couldn't even hear the movie in the next bedroom.)
THIS was seriously the hardest thong I've had to face but it's been worth it for the reduced stress and anxiety.
Thanks for posting this!