Although the restrictions on Adderall prescriptions have become better, it is still too easy for this medication to get into the wrong hands.
In many ways, I feel like societal problems fuel it, but the medical industry doesn’t do anything to prevent it.
I’ve taken legally prescribed Adderall for seven years, 10 mg IR three times per day. My husband was recently diagnosed with ADHD too, and I was thoroughly disturbed by a comment that was made to me by my doctor.
On our initial visit to be referred to a psychiatrist, my GP said “You know, a lot of adults find out they have ADHD after trying their partner’s medicine, or child’s medicine, or even a friends medicine.
I mean, that’s not the ‘proper’ way to diagnose it, but it usually works.” It floored me. How could a doctor have such a casual, nonchalant attitude about people illegally using Adderall?
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It started off as a prescription I asked for from my doctor in my last year of college. No problem there, it was wonderful! Or seemed like it at least. It helped me focus when I was in school, lose weight, and feel motivated to succeed.
I never dared to take more than the prescribed dose, and never thought I would. That time seems so innocent in comparison. Over the years, on and off Adderall a few times, I began to experiment here and there with taking a little more than the prescribed dose.
Fast forward to now, six years later, I binge on the weekends, taking extremely high doses. I tell myself, I’ll control myself this time and only take an appropriate amount for focus daily, and it will start that way, but it always turns into binges.
My story with stimulant use began at the age of 18. I was introduced to a herbal dietary supplement named ephedrine which is a stimulant with amphetamine-like properties. The minute I decided to use this substance is the day my life would change forever.
Within an hour of using ephedrine my mind, body and perception of life were completely altered. I began to feel this sudden rush of euphoria, invincibility, and superhuman strength. You see that time in my life I was struggling with weight and depression constantly being critical of myself and very self-conscious.
I wanted to fit in be the cool kid that every girl liked. It seemed like ephedrine would be the answer to all my problems however after all that was said and done that wasn’t the case.
I didn’t realize the consequences that would lie ahead of me in the years ahead. Initially, it was great; the depression went away weight dropped rapidly & life was great. Everything I had ever wanted in life was becoming a reality. However, I couldn’t have prepared for what was yet to come.
My story is a bit extreme and strange. Hopefully, it can help others see that their situation may not be so bad, or whatever.
I started my Adderall/amphetamine addiction when a friend gave me one of his 50 mg Vyvanse when I was around 19-20. The high, focus and mental clarity were astounding, and I surpassed all of my work and social expectations. However, I noticed it has a similar effect to MDMA.
I never got hooked on MDMA because I loved it so much. I knew I would get caught, so I rarely did it, maybe twice a year. But over time, my addicted mind began to think of excuses to use Vyvanse, such as “It’s a controlled, prescribed medication” & “It’s not made in a bathtub, it’s OK.” So, slowly but surely, Vyvanse became a regular thing.
It started as a party drug; I would go to a lot of raves and underground parties 1-2 hours away from home. So my addict mind created the thought of, “If I take it at the [x] time, I will be able to stay up for the long drive home and be able to go to sleep by the time I’m home.” It worked fine, I felt great, no hangover, slept fine.
Then I took on another job and began working weekends. So, I would take it late at night, go to bed around 4 am, and then wake up at 7 am, pop another Vyvanse for work, take it throughout the day, then party until 4 am again, then crash all day Sunday.
Where does one begin a story that has no ending?
A story worth reading the story of beauty a story of a beautiful tragedy. The story of a broken vase torn feathers nervous laughter, countless nights, endless days inside answers, outside solutions, changes seasons, but one thing stays the same.
One chain I have yet to break that very few understand. The whole pill.ms Adderall 30 milligrafive times daily, well for the fifth daily was PRN” in case I went out with my friends.”
At 16 years old it couldn’t get any better and little did I know it would only get worse. My life is not a story of Despair, and I write this hoping that somebody out there makes it something from this.
I am 64 years old and have been addicted to Adderall for many many years. When my son was in kindergarten, he displayed behavioral symptoms for which his teachers were concerned.
I took him to the doctor, and they told me that he had ADHD and gave him Adderall immediately. I did my research because my son hated taking it, and the medical establishment said that it was inherited and that I too, had ADHD. I loved the effect!
My house was polished perfectly, I had the energy to be a super mom, and it made me bright and cheerful. I just did the math, and I have been taking some stimulant for 34 years. I keep coming back to Adderall because it gives me the most “bang for my buck.”
I have been taking Adderall for about four months. The immediate changes I have felt, have been fantastic. I have lost weight which I love, and don’t have cravings; my mood is up, energy is up, not too sure about focus, because my brain is weird.
I don’t think I can concentrate any better than I did without it. I notice that I’m obsessed with things, like running, my figure, being on my phone constantly.
When I have something exciting happen, or meet someone new, I think in that situation for hours, and can’t get it out of my head.
I abused Adderall for about two years before the crashes about took my life. I went to treatment and stayed sober a while and then started stealing and abusing concerts until I couldn’t take enough to get my high.
So now I switched doctors, and they put me on Vyvanse, and it gave me the euphoria for a few days, and now I can take up to 250 mg, and it does nothing.
The comedowns and crashes devastate me. I have totally changed into a different person in the last three years. I got divorced. I have to take care of two kids who see their mother like this.
The mother, they used to be entirely different. I need the energy and focus that stimulants give me but my tolerance is so high I can’t. I am lost. Depressed. Confused.
Though Adderall has been only one of many drugs that dominated my life for the last five years, it has become my go to for the last couple weeks.
I worked hard, sleep is gone, and tonight I believe I overdose. Now I’m all out and beginning to realize the gravity of the situation.
I’m scared but in a scared straight way. I thought I was going to die. I had to wake my mom up to console me. I was a shaking paranoid mess.
I hope that I’ve made this choice in time to save my work and family life (I don’t usually call off, but it’s been twice since in began abusing).
I don’t want to die or live as a slave. I’m not a particularly religious guy, but I prayed tonight. I pray for the strength to overcome substance abuse. I’m going to need it.
“I’m still addicted to Adderall. I suffer from paranoid anxiety and severe depression, which I never had before.” – Nick
Im a 19 year old male who struggles with the addiction to many different drugs, the first and main one being Adderall.
I had ADHD as a child and was prescribed Ritalin, but I didn’t like it then, it made me very anxious so I stopped taking it.
Years later, I started hanging out with the wrong group of friends. We were all on a basketball team, but were heavily into smoking pot and drinking.
One of the kids was into stimulants and had mentioned Ritalin and Adderall.
I told him I was once on Ritalin and remembered how it sped me up.. I knew these drugs were basically speed.
“The last time I took Adderall was April 9th, 2014, and have been clean and sober ever since.” – Jamie
Hi everyone my name is Jamie, and I am a recovering Adderall addict.
The last time I took Adderall was April 9th, 2014, and have been clean and sober ever since.
I first took Adderall in the summer between 10th and 11th grade, when I was at summer school.
I loved how focused I was, and I loved that I was able to read 200 pages in one night…it was like I find the cure to my constant procrastination.
I’m currently taking Adderall. It’s been well over a year, now.
Somehow, my life started to revolve around taking it.
Taking too much, then running out, then withdrawing, then starting the whole cycle all over again, as soon as my script came in.
It’s taken over my whole life.
“I hope my sister’s detox process happens soon – I don’t think my family can take 90 days of this.” – Karen
This story is not about me, it’s about my sister.
She was diagnosed a few months ago with ADHD. I think maybe she always had it, but it was me the focus was on.
I was diagnosed as a young child. My mom decided not to put me on medication, and I am so thankful for that decision she made today.
As an adult, my ADD has just about disappeared. It just does not effect my life, anymore.
My sister was not so lucky – she was not diagnosed as a child and as an adult was so disorganized that mail would sit on the counter for days unopened.
I first started taking Adderall 2 years ago, fresh into college.
I’ll never forget that first pill – how invincible I felt!
For years, I had a monster drink every morning and sometimes more during the day… and I stopped almost immediately after I got a prescription.
I have ADD/ADHD, but my parent didn’t want me growing up on drugs.
I wanted a “cure”, and my answer was just a pill – and my grades shot up, I kicked ass at my job and talking to people was incredibly easy.
Aside from getting used to some of the small side effects, like not eating or this weird feeling of free falling (first month or two on the pill), I felt unstoppable.
Now I am socially awkward or just weird, i guess, because I’m always high.
“I am a pretty blonde girl who had everything going for me – until I began abusing Adderall” – Samantha
I began abusing Adderall at 16, to lose weight.
I am now 22 years old.
I just left my seventh place of rehabilitation for Adderall abuse, and my life is still one big mess.
I am today an Adderall and a meth addict.
I just discovered meth this past fall, and I began mixing the two…
…until my paranoia, anorexia, and picking apart of my skin got so bad that my parents threw me, out and I was homeless living on the streets
When I tried to come back, I was arrested and placed in a mental hospital for 2 weeks on a 52/50 hold.
That is where years of taking an average dose of 300 mg a day of Adderall plus 100 mg of Dexedrine from a dealer I had on the side, took me.
Mind you, I am a decently pretty blonde girl from an upper middle class family who had everything going for me – until I began abusing this drug.
I can honestly look back at my life and wish so badly that I had never tried it, that I knew nothing of the effects of stimulants or methamphetamine.
For today, I am trying desperately just to get out of bed in the morning at my sober living house.
And here, if I test positive for drugs, it’s back to the streets for me.
So all I can hope is that I am strong enough to stay sober and fight the darkness of this disease, because lord knows I have never felt more pain or more sickness.
It’s ironic how popping these soul crushing capsules make us completely miserable.
It’s not just me, it’s everyone I’ve met and read about using this damn fuckin’ thing.
I’m a working mom with a 5 year old daughter.
I stayed off Adderall for many years after my teen years.
If you are thinking about doing Adderall for fun – please read.
I am a 62 year old grandmother and have been addicted for at least 10 years.
Before that, I was addicted to painkillers.
I was able to go to an outpatient clinic to get off of the painkillers, but then switched over to Adderall. I got thrown out of the clinic because of it.
I started out doing 60 milligrams a day, but within 3 years, zoomed up to approx. 200 mg a day and have remained there for the past 7 years.
A little bit about who I am, first: I’m a 29 year old female living in NYC working in the luxury fashion buying world.
The first time I took Adderall was in college, sparingly, for a random paper I didn’t have the energy to write.
From what I can remember, I must have taken it no more than ten times during college.
Fast forward, to moving and working in NY.
For over a year now, I have been sneaking my girlfriend’s Adderall.
We have been together for two years, and she just recently broke up with me because I finally broke down and told her the truth.
She told me if it happened again, we were done…and I didn’t listen.
I took 4 more…
Like what the fuck is wrong with me?
I’m obviously addicted, as I was able to convince myself that I could get away with taking more knowing full well what the consequences were.
I’ve hurt her…bad.