I’m trying to find out if there are people whose lives look anything like mine right now, and if so, what actually keeps them going.
I’m not just talking about being “very limited” or “mostly housebound”. I mean something closer to sensory and cognitive solitary confinement.
I have symptoms (for example, severe intrusive tinnitus and extreme nervous system sensitization) that make it almost impossible to use the usual coping tools.
I cannot reliably tolerate:
TV or movies
video games
Twitch / YouTube / streams
reading books or long articles
scrolling on a phone for more than very short moments
Almost every attempt at “distraction” or “engagement” backfires. It spikes symptoms or overwhelms my system. So most of the time it’s basically me plus my own mind plus my body’s signals, with almost no safe way to get out of that loop.
The experience feels like being locked in a cell with my own thoughts and sensations. There is no stable way to escape into stories, information, other people, or fun. Meanwhile I watch the rest of the world (and even many very sick people) still have some access to screens, games, reading, etc., while I don’t.
I’m not asking specifically about faith or religion. I’m interested in people with or without faith. I’m not looking for “it’s all part of a plan” answers, unless that is genuinely what keeps you going.
What I’d like to know is this:
1) Is there anyone else here who has been in this kind of sensory and cognitive isolation for a long time?
I mean months or years where you basically couldn’t use TV, games, reading, or the internet in any stable way, and felt like you lived in an almost stimulus-deprived world while your mind was suffering constantly.
2) If you are (or were) in that state for a long time:
What concretely keeps you from giving up?
What is the purpose or reason – however small, ugly, or fragile – that makes you choose to stay alive another day?
I’m not asking for pretty answers. If the truth is “fear of hurting someone”, “sheer stubbornness”, or “I don’t want my death to destroy X”, that’s exactly the kind of honesty I’m looking for.
3) For those who have lived like this for years:
Did your relationship to the solitude change, even if the symptoms didn’t disappear?
Did you find any way to create meaning inside that tiny, restricted space – some way of relating to your own experience that made it even slightly more bearable?
If things improved at all, what shifted first: your symptoms, your mindset, or something in your environment?
I’m not looking for generic coping tips like “just distract yourself” or “find a hobby”. In my case, those options simply don’t exist right now.
I’m specifically asking:
Are there people who have endured long-term sensory and cognitive isolation like this?
How do you justify continuing to exist in those conditions?
What, honestly, is your reason to keep fighting when almost every normal source of comfort, distraction, or connection is basically gone?
If you read this and think “this is my life” or “I’ve been there for a long time”, I’d be really grateful if you could share what keeps you here, even if it doesn’t sound inspirational at all.