Unfiltered Story #313625

I talk louder than normal because I’m hard of hearing, due to blasting music in my ears as a child and tinnitus from my Epilepsy and medication. The people around me keep “forgetting” this fact.
My inside voice is a normal person’s outside voice, I don’t notice because I sound like I’m talking normally to me.
I’m not yet to the point of needing hearing aids, but when I’m older I will have a higher chance of becoming at least partially deaf.
My parents know this, my friends know this, my teachers knew this.
Yet time and time again I get the same reaction.

Teacher: I will not have you screaming at others in my classroom. This is the last time I’m telling you, stop yelling and stop disrupting my class.

Parents: You Don’t have the right to raise your voice at me, I am the parent. You are the child. Next time you yell, I’m getting the belt.

Friends: You Don’t have to yell you know, I’m right here. Jesus.

Me: *Utterly confused on the hostility because of something I can’t control or even realize I’m doing* I’m not…?

Followed quickly by some version of “don’t talk back to me”.