Dear Eric: My husband sings at the top of his lungs to any song that is playing in a movie, commercial, or in the car. It’s like nails on a chalkboard for me. I’ve tried telling him, but he takes offense. He claims everyone says he has perfect pitch (he doesn’t), and it often leads to serious discord.

I’ve explained that it takes me out of the moment and is overstimulating for me.

His family tells him he has a beautiful voice. They also sing loudly and whistle out of key. It’s murder on my brain. Recently, I’ve started telling everyone that I don’t like music and I don’t care for it in the background.

I’m not embarrassed — it literally hurts my ears.

I realize it brings them joy, but how much joy do I tolerate at my discomfort?

I used to love music, but now I hate it. This change give

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