I’d love to tell you all about my “one-time-experience” with the prescription drug Adderall.
The fact of the matter is that my first time was only just the beginning to the addiction I suffer from today.
The memory I have is nothing more than the palm of a friend’s hand, reaching out to me. There it was; the orange, oval-shaped pill that started it all.
I accepted and chewed the gross, candy-flavored(ish) Adderall down until it was nothing.
About thirty minutes had passed when I noticed the difference in my thinking. The obsession of every little thought was no longer a problem.
It was like my mind went from a mess of loose papers, to being organized and stored away in a file cabinet.