@FutureMemory: I started to take Adderall when I was 16 or 17 (11th grade) because I wanted to do well on my SATs and just in school in general. I also soon discovered that it made me not hungry. I continued to take it because I had convinced myself that I NEEDED it to study. This went on for nearly 6 years.
I was never a very good student, always pretty average… I played sports and was pretty involved in clubs in HS. I realized that those two things alone weren’t going to get me into college and the adderall not only helped my grades, but it made me enjoy doing my work. I became reclusive, dependent, and would eat only a chewy bar all day before practice.
As I mentioned, this went on until I graduated college. It got so bad at one point, that I was only eating late at night and would drink soda all day for the caffeine… I was taking such a large dosage of Adderall (anywhere from 80–120 mgs a day, when I was prescribed 20/day) that I was throwing up bile on a regular basis… numerous times a day. I would study my ass off and do really well but NONE of that was worth the feelings I had when I was coming down. I started to resort to taking other pills (any Benzo that would calm me down) and LOTS of them. I also started to drink a bottle of wine a night (in addition to the pills) and smoke a lot. That’s another side affect, I smoked over a pack a day when I would take Adderall.
After awhile, it got the point where I couldn’t get out of bed if I didn’t have the drug. I couldn’t clean, shop, do work, be creative… do ANYTHING, not even the things I loved. I had already started to take the drug to do everything… and when I realized that I had no passions because that drug was my only passion, I realized I needed to get off it. The side affects of throwing up and not being able to sleep were killing me. I would stay up during finals for 4 or 5 days at a time… I once had a professor tell me, and I quote, “you look like hell” before one of my finals.
It took me a very long time to get over this addiction… and it wasn’t easy. There were times that were really rough during these years (family issues and relationships) and I had become completely dependent on this substance to keep me going. I can’t even imagine what I did to my liver. I do know that I have gained SO much weight since having stopped taking it – it’s something I have to deal with day after day… my metabolism is a disaster and it’s entirely my fault.
Aside from the physical damage, it has had a substantial impact on my emotions. For starters, I never really learned anything that I was studying. It was obsessive… I didn’t retain anything. Yeah, I made dean’s list…. but I have nothing to show for it, other than that piece of paper. It hurt my self esteem, it made me selfish and got me so caught up in my own life, that I stopped caring about others. It took away the essence of who I was.
I’ve taken Adderall maybe 3 times in the past year and I am SO glad I don’t take it anymore. Every time I’ve taken it, I realize why I went through all that trouble to stop. It just wasn’t worth feeling like that. And it’s not worth it to take something to become someone you’re not.