Every night I spent in a booth, I was slowly making a choice I couldn't undo. The ringing after a set I used to treat as a normal part of the job. Some nights it faded by the next morning. Other times it stuck around for days. I knew what it meant. I just kept telling myself I'd deal with it later. Later came sooner than I wanted. That's when I got serious about finding something that would actually work. Protection that didn't cost me the ability to do my job.