Dating someone hard of hearing
It unravels me to think that I might not be able to hear the words I love you from a man I haven’t yet met.
When I consider that there will be a time when I don’t remember how a whisper feels, or the sound of my own voice, I can feel the fear and pity start to churn inside.
Because one ear is strained from doing the work of two, I will completely lose my ability to hear.
Then, when I was 14, I asked my mom if she would drive me into town so I could hang out with a girl I liked.Bars or crowded restaurants still make conversations tricky; instead I opt for quiet cafes or hosting at home.To everyone’s frustration, I often speak too quietly, worrying that I’m embarrassingly yelling.This man, with everyone else, assumed that I was a healthy young woman. There was no wheelchair, no trained animal by my side. But at 24, I had gone from a feisty, uninhibited, outspoken yogini to a statistic. I’d been sitting in my midtown office when it started, typing another day away in my job as an assistant (read: glorified coffee fetcher).A harsh ringing pierced my ears so suddenly that I flinched and contemplated diving under my desk. The screeching, only audible to me, went on for 30 seconds before panic paraded in.