Ah... I remember my first time taking addy
10th grade, middle of the year. I'd been hearing of people rave about it for a year or so and I was quite curios by the time I was prescribed it. Anyways, I was prescribed 10 milligrams XR and the first time I took it... I would compare it to an MDMA 'trip'.
It was incredibly euphoric and amazing. I felt like I could do anything. Nothing would ever be bad again. I was in charge motherfucker! Everything was easy. Homework became incredibly easy. Talking to people was easy. It's like it all came naturally from somewhere inside my mind that even I didn't know existed. Everything felt perfect. Life was amazing. I instantly realized after that, that Adderall was a medication that I NEEDED. Not wanted, but NEEDED.
Adderall was a wonder drug. Adderall cured everything wrong with me. Adderall made me who I wish I was.
Adderall was better than everything else.... Adderall built up a tolerance fast, Adderall started to give me anxiety. Oh shit! The comedown! I NEEEEEEEDDDD more Adderall! What? You're telling me that if I stick it up my ass it will work better? Crap, now Adderall is giving me hallucinations! Why are there people staring at me?! Is that guy from the government?! I'M BEING WATCHED! Holy shit! What the fuck do I do?! I NEED more Adderall so I can figure out what to do!
...now I'm in the hospital. Now I no longer have my Adderall. I no longer can focus, or feel motivated to do anything... Eventually I got the Adderall prescription back, but I learned from what happened above. I only take my therapeutic dosages now. Sure, the magic is gone - but at least now I can focus and feel motivated, and not be looking over my shoulder every 15 seconds.