u/ghoowls

Let’s start by saying, I love my dog as if I gave birth to her myself. Same with my cat. They both, like my husband, are the lights in my life. Despite the anger I show in this post, I keep my reactions solely to myself, and I do not share this aggression towards my pets in the slightest. I just NEED to vent about this. I also have no idea of this is the right place.

I physically cannot handle sounds from my beloved dog, or any pet for that matter.

The sound of her licking is the most rage inducing experience in the entire world. Give her water? Oh my fucking god. I literally just had like a break down or some shit because she was drinking water in the most loudest, vomit inducing way ever in a quiet room. I just cannot handle it. It’s made me gag, it’s made me scream into my pillow, slam on my forehead to just, IDK I CANNOT STAND IT IS ALL.

This isn’t just the drinking, no, it’s borderline every single sound, don’t get me started on the sound of her nails. No amount of nail trimming, well I’m started now, no amount of trimming seems to prevent the sound of her nails on her kennel, hard floors, carpet, etc. It’s not even like “nails on a chalkboard” it’s like I’m being genuinely tortured. It gives me a headache, it makes me irrationally angry, but I can’t react or do anything because I know that I’m not supposed to BE this SENSITIVE, over someone simply existing. I try to ignore it, but it’s next to impossible. Id have my headphones, but moved and they were lost in the process, will buy new ones eventually…

Her whining, yes it makes me horribly uncomfortable and upset, is probably the most tolerable sound. It’s just as painful, maybe even more, but at least there is a reason. I can actually cater to whatever shes asking for. But it’s just hard.
Her panting, her fur, her eating, everything is like, a sensory(?) nightmare.

Sure I could give her away, but even though her mere existence of sound is something from my nightmares I just love her. I love her so much. She’s pretty, she’s so so good and kind hearted, and she is smart and fun. I see her like my own daughter. I keep my reactions hidden from her, I know she doesn’t understand SHES why I’m freaking out, but I still respect that girl deeply, and I’d like her to only see the best of me.

My cat equally drives me insane, but in many less ways than my puppy. I don’t have much to vent about with my cat, and I think that’s just because he’s a tiny little guy, the sounds from him are much quieter. I can plug my ears and breathe, and step away. I cannot do that as easily with my dog because I can hear her through the walls. But I do try to exit the room before I get to the point of nearly causing head trauma because of it.

I’m sorry this post is dramatic, but maybe someone can relate. I don’t want advice, just needed to talk.

Let’s start by saying, I love my dog as if I gave birth to her myself. Same with my cat. They both, like my husband, are the lights in my life. Despite the anger I show in this post, I keep my reactions solely to myself, and I do not share this aggression towards my pets in the slightest. I just NEED to vent about this.

I physically cannot handle sounds from my beloved dog, or any pet for that matter.

The sound of her licking is the most rage inducing experience in the entire world. Give her water? Oh my fucking god. I literally just had like a break down or some shit because she was drinking water in the most loudest, vomit inducing way ever in a quiet room. I just cannot handle it. It’s made me gag, it’s made me scream into my pillow, slam on my forehead to just, IDK I CANNOT STAND IT IS ALL.

This isn’t just the drinking, no, it’s borderline every single sound, don’t get me started on the sound of her nails. No amount of nail trimming, well I’m started now, no amount of trimming seems to prevent the sound of her nails on her kennel, hard floors, carpet, etc. It’s not even like “nails on a chalkboard” it’s like I’m being genuinely tortured. It gives me a headache, it makes me irrationally angry, but I can’t react or do anything because I know that I’m not supposed to BE this SENSITIVE, over someone simply existing. I try to ignore it, but it’s next to impossible. Id have my headphones, but moved and they were lost in the process, will buy new ones eventually…

Her whining, yes it makes me horribly uncomfortable and upset, is probably the most tolerable sound. It’s just as painful, maybe even more, but at least there is a reason. I can actually cater to whatever shes asking for. But it’s just hard.
Her panting, her fur, her eating, everything is like, a sensory(?) nightmare.

Sure I could give her away, but even though her mere existence of sound is something from my nightmares I just love her. I love her so much. She’s pretty, she’s so so good and kind hearted, and she is smart and fun. I see her like my own daughter. I keep my reactions hidden from her, I know she doesn’t understand SHES why I’m freaking out, but I still respect that girl deeply, and I’d like her to only see the best of me.

My cat equally drives me insane, but in many less ways than my puppy. I don’t have much to vent about with my cat, and I think that’s just because he’s a tiny little guy, the sounds from him are much quieter. I can plug my ears and breathe, and step away. I cannot do that as easily with my dog because I can hear her through the walls. But I do try to exit the room before I get to the point of nearly causing head trauma because of it.

I’m sorry this post is dramatic, but maybe someone can relate. I don’t want advice, just needed to talk.

I’m technically on day 10, but I recall my last post saying that I’d update on Tuesday. Well, here I am. Updating on Tuesday.

I mostly feel normal now… I still am experiencing immense insomnia, and unfortunately the strange problem with lacking the ability to always take a deep breath has come back… Not pleased. But my lungs, oxygen levels, and respiration is very good. And according to a doctor I visited today (unrelated reasons) my breathing sounded great. He said that I shouldn’t worry too much about COPD and such as for I have no other symptoms, which yeah, kinda true, but we may do X-rays in the future.

I haven’t experienced the coughing and phlegm like others I’ve seen have. I’m unsure if this will happen sooner or later though, or if it even occurs with everyone.

Emotionally though, I have gone back to my regular self and plus some.
My anxiety levels have dropped a lot… I’m beginning to think nicotine impacted me more than I had thought because honestly I feel really good…
The brain fog is going away, I’m finally kicking ass at work again.
(Though I’m very tired.)
I’m not as agitated as I was initially, I’m not sad like I was, and I’m beginning to get motivated in life again.

Food tastes a hair better, I could be crazy though, and my sense of smell is stronger?
My appetite is still rather dead though… I do find this a bit unfortunate, and I hope I’ll be able to eat normally again…

That’s about it, I’ve been doing well in this journey. I’ve had bumps in the road, where I’m craving, times where I have thought deeply about the vape, but I’ve conquered.

(My husband is also still going strong, but his experience isn’t exactly mine to share.)

Hello last week I decided to abruptly quit vaping due to a strange breathing issue I encountered.
My husband and I utilized on nicotine pouches through the week to manage withdrawals.
Luckily, him and I deeply loathed the sensation of the mouth pouches, so uh…

Yeah, now we are nicotine free.

I felt some physical withdrawals when I quit vaping, not the worst though because I, again, was using nicotine pouches. It genuinely got us over the sensation of vaping.

Now I’m going into day two with no nicotine in my system and I genuinely hate the emotional side of quitting.

Physically I feel wonderful, mentally i feel terrible. The fact I work in a restaurant, as a cook, who ngl kinda sucks at their job is really getting to me. We were super busy yesterday, and the next two days will be some of the busiest days yet. Four known events and Yellowstone opening has me and the rest of the restaurants in town trapped in reservations.

My coworkers all use nicotine, and I am not using it. It makes it a bit frustrating I guess…

I just keep crying, its fucking terrible. I never cry so the fact I’ve cried like six times in two days is strange to me.
I’m not angry.
I’m just really down in the blues.
Thank god I already went through physical withdraws when I cutting down on nicotine because I’d be so much worse off.

I’m still going to choose not to have nicotine, I’d much rather feel like this than to feel trapped to a stupid drug that I literally don’t even feel.

I’ll update on Tuesday and hopefully I’ll be fully over these stupid emotional bumps of quitting. Let’s see.
But I promise no matter how sad I feel right now, how stressed I’m feeling about my job, I will never use nicotine again.