Diary of a Hearing Loss
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Last published Wed, Dec 30, 2015
What would you do if you were faced with a problem that was unfixable? Would you run and hide or embrace it?
What would you do if you were told you would never hear birds,bells and chimes ever again?
Can you say you have no idea what those sounds sound like?
Can you say that you have a hearing loss?
Can you be proud of your disability, or will you hide behind all things to keep others from knowing what is different from you?
How do you cope and what is it like?
Here is my story of how my hearing loss has shaped me into the person I am today. I am still not completely alright with my hearing loss and somedays I hate having one but all in all it has made me who I am.
Real life events. Names have been changed for confidentiality. All times are in EST and writings will be in diary form. I do my own revisions so if I miss something, oh well.
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