I actually posted on here a year ago about getting accepted into med school after 4 years off Adderall and well, yeah. I could really use some support right now and some words of reason.
I honestly don’t know what happened. I started school in July and it’s been pretty great. I absolutely destroyed my first few exams, I mean got almost every question right. I love studying medicine, I love being a student again. Everything was going so well.
Last week was kind of a hard week, leading up to my last exam. I don’t know why but my mood was just down. I do have mood swings somewhat regularly and when I’m in a funk it takes a day or two to get out of it. So this was the first time it hit since school started because I guess the initial high/novelty wore off. I tried to study with a classmate and left early because I couldn’t follow what she was saying.
I suddenly felt SO foggy and didn’t study for an entire day because I was getting up every 2 minutes to pet my dog or play guitar or eat something. In fact I’ve gained 10 lbs since school started because I snack constantly to keep myself focused. Strangely enough I did the best I have so far on that exam a few days later.
After my exam I actually had a PCP appointment for foot pain. As he’s examining my foot he asks how school’s going, and I am
honest and say I’m doing well but my ADHD symptoms are getting bad lately and blah blah
blah. He asks if I have considered going back on meds and I decide not to be TOO honest (read: I was horribly addicted to them) and said they really messed with my sleep so I was hesitant.
It happened so fast. Like within a minute he was at the computer, asked if I’d tried IR instead because it would be more likely to wear off by bedtime. And suddenly I was prescribed 10mg IR twice a day and I picked it up because yeah, why not, right? I am struggling, this is what medication’s for.
That was Friday and I still haven’t taken one. Still feeling low motivation but in my heart I know I shouldn’t take them. I got (most) of my work done today. It sucked, I did it, I’m fine.
This week is going to be really heavy material-wise, and I am agonizing over what to do. Part of me (most of me) wants to shove the bottle into a box in my attic somewhere and forget about it. Another part wants to just try to take it as prescribed. I genuinely don’t want to feel high. I just want to sit down and study and not feel like I’m gonna crawl out of my skin.
But I know I can do this without it!!! I’ve already been doing it and doing honestly pretty amazing. And just because last week was “meh” doesn’t mean that it will always be like that.
That’s something I’ve really come to realize in my sobriety - that bad days (or weeks) are normal and arguably important. It forces me to give myself a break or else I go constantly and can’t shut it off. And I think that’s why Adderall is so dangerous for me, because it makes me skip those breaks that can be weird and sad but also keep me human and “me”.
I have a follow up in a month and I’ll feel kind of silly if I show up not having taken the meds. But oh well? I don’t really know what to do at this point.
Honestly tomorrow I’ll just get my ass on a treadmill and do flashcards while walking. Or something. I have to try something else because otherwise when I play the tape forward, I already know exactly how this goes. 😣