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My journey with adderall started over a year ago when my little brother was prescribed to it. One day he came out and offered me a little orange capsule. I always thought I had ADHD and decided to test my luck with this curious orange pill. When it hit I felt nothing other then a sense finally being complete, the void I had been trying to fill with women, weed and alcohol had been filled in perfectly. It was as if that's what I've been looking for my whole life. I started taking it daily, due to my brother giving me them out of hatred for how they made him feel. My life almost seemed picture perfect for the first few months. I was doing great at my job, got a 3.9 in my first college quarter and my relationships were wonderful. It had instilled me with motivation, confidence and seemed to unlock all my potential intelligence. My brothers sc
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I switched over to adderall after two months of vyvanse and dexedrine. My tolerance was too high to find any real use in them. I was prescribed 75mg a day of adderall XR. I escalated my use and in the course of a month my family and friends could no longer deal with me. I was taking upwards to a 150mg a day of adderall XR. I no longer showered, I slept 12 hours a week and I had lost over 20 pounds. Now I didn't just act like a tweeker, but I looked the part too. My personality was non existing, I was a robot. I did adderall throughout the day, I learned to combat the grogginess of waking up after inadquete sleep by taking adderall right before I passed out. I would wake up buzzed. Everything came to a halt when my mother intervened and talked to my psychiatrist. She forced me off by threatening any freedom I had. I have spent the last month and a half sleeping 18 hours a day and eating 5000 calories or more. My life is getting back on track, except for the fact that I filled one of my old presc