{"id":6599,"date":"2020-04-11T14:27:59","date_gmt":"2020-04-11T18:27:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jennydeupree.com\/?p=6599"},"modified":"2022-02-05T09:10:28","modified_gmt":"2022-02-05T14:10:28","slug":"noise-phobia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jennydeupree.com\/?p=6599","title":{"rendered":"Noise Phobia"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>From my journal for January 6, 1984 \u00a0I am just beginning to experience the <a href=\"http:\/\/jennydeupree.com\/?p=1639\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">noise phobia<\/a>. It will continue until 1997.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I&#8217;m having an extraordinarily hard time lately.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>I&#8217;ve been oddly sick, up and down, for about two weeks.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>Sore throat, cold, fever, nausea, lack of energy, lack of appetite.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>At one point I got badly dehydrated and when I started drinking a lot I began to feel better physically.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>But mentally I feel just awful.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>At first very depressed, not seeing any reason for doing anything, can&#8217;t get in touch with what I want.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>Doing something like washing dishes seems to require a huge effort, is joyless. Read some books about the Holy Grail.\u00a0<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0\u00a0<\/span>That work was fun and meaningful and very exciting.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>Then began this awful harassment by noise.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>The Car crusher down the street was running for three days, somebody&#8217;s been running a snow mobile in Whitney&#8217;s woods, there have been chain saws nearby, or maybe not nearby, I can&#8217;t tell any more I&#8217;m so freaked out.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>All my muscles are tense and my stomach in a state of nausea.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>Every time I hear a renewed snarl, a renewed shot of adrenalin throws me into spasm again and then I seem to go on tingling and vibrating for a long time.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>Every time I think of the Taylor&#8217;s logging their property, the same spasm shakes me.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>How will I live through it?<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>(Well, I lived through Whitney&#8217;s logging, but we weren&#8217;t living here then and we were doing our own cutting)<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>Well, I have chosen to increase my tolerance to noise, and to come to terms with the part of me that is causing this thing with noise to be such an issue.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>I&#8217;m sick of being so overly sensitive, sick of being thrown off balance by such little things.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>And thats another thing I do to myself is judge myself harshly for letting such a little thing upset me so.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>Forgive, forgive.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>Forgive them their noise and forgive me my weakness.<\/p>\n<p>I feel utterly overwhelmed and utterly helpless.<\/p>\n<p>Some kind of very delicate balance must be found, between the resistance which gives it energy and the passivity which allows it to flatten me.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>Some kind of taking a stand, some kind of robust strength within myself.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>In the margin of the printed version is a note: \u00a0&#8220;Dear Jenny, it&#8217;s called &#8220;hyperacusis&#8221; and it&#8217;s one of the symptoms of PTSD. \u00a0May 2008&#8243;<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>January 24<br \/>\nAll my life I&#8217;ve been overreacting to things, taking them as personal insults, getting upset about something that hasn&#8217;t happened yet.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>And it didn&#8217;t seem odd because it usually seemed justified: trouble with a boyfriend, money difficulty.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>But now, with something as trivial as the noise, I can see that I have been overreacting and I can work on this discipline for being more tolerant and robust, not so sensitive and nervous.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>I can also see that I&#8217;ve been expecting in some childish way that the world should be arranged for my comfort.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>It seems unfair that I should have moved to the country only to be harassed by noise.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>But that&#8217;s the condition of life in this industrial age.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>I want to live in a world in which people value the beauty of nature and don&#8217;t deface it by noise, smells and pollution, but cherish and enhance it by appropriate building, gardening and forestry practices.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>That&#8217;s my vision for the world.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Here I am taking responsibility for the symptoms of PTSD. &#8220;I&#8217;m sick of being so overly sensitive, sick of being thrown off balance by such little things.&#8221; \u00a0Exactly what it feels like to live with PTSD.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0\u00a0<\/span>Imagining that I am creating them for some sick need, since my efforts to change don&#8217;t work. \u00a0I have no idea how big and overwhelming is what I am up against. It will be 13 years before the phobia ends, as a result of anti-depressant medication and an astute therapist.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>From my journal for January 6, 1984 \u00a0I am just beginning to experience the noise phobia. It will continue until 1997. 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