My name is Sarah, I’m 58, and I used to find real joy in quiet mornings. The sound of the coffee brewing, my husband flipping through the newspaper, birds outside the window — it was my kind of peace.

I didn’t notice exactly when things started to change. At first, it was a barely-there ringing in my ears. I ignored it, thinking it would go away on its own.

But it didn’t.

That soft sound turned into a sharp buzz. Then into a high-pitched noise that followed me everywhere — during phone calls, while reading, even when I tried to sleep.

I stopped noticing the birds. Music became background noise I couldn’t enjoy. Conversations started to feel like work. I began avoiding things I once looked forward to — even small ones, like chatting with neighbors or calling my sister.

If you live with tinnitus or age-related hearing decline, you know it’s not just about sound. It affects your mood, your patience, your ability to be present.

Some nights, I’d lie in bed staring at the ceiling, wondering: Is this how it’s going to be now?

One of those nights, well past midnight, I opened my laptop looking for something — anything — that might help.

And that’s when I found Quietum Plus™.