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I could have written this myself. Been 3 weeks for me and I've been flaking out on my friends left and right. I just don't feel like going out. I do know that before Adderall I loved to go out, so I keep telling myself it will get better, I'll get back. When I do go out, it's because I've forced myself and I have an ok time, but leave early. I really hope it gets better. I'm sure it will, I just hope that it is SOONER rather than later.

Thanks for the replies. It's so great to have a place to go where people understand. So far so good. It's been 3 weeks now. The scale keeps going up ever so slightly. It's discouraging. I have to keep telling myself this is part of the healing process. My body is figuring itself out. I catch myself making deals with myself in my head: Ok if in a month I'm this weight, I can go back to taking the drug... Then I realize how much better my relationship is and how much more I am able to just enjoy being in the moment. I have to focus on that!

This site has been such an incredible resource. I'm looking for some encouragement. I started taking Adderall/Vyvanse about a year ago. In that time, I experienced increasing dosages and decreasing amounts of personality. I totally lost myself; my ability to relax and enjoy being social. We've all heard it so many times before. I regained my appetite about 2 weeks into taking the stuff. In fact, I've always been a bit neurotic about tracking calories, so I know that I was actually eating more calories several months ago on the amphetamines, but continuing to lose weight. I enjoy a pretty darn healthy paleo eating style (no grains, sugar, dairy, or legumes) and am pretty strict. I was down to 110 lbs, with a final goal of 105 and people were always telling me how great I looked. I'm really short, btw, so this is not unrealistic. It's been one week since I've had my last (I mean it this time!) pill. I'm really surprised at how good I feel. I expected the crushing fatigue to last longer than this, but I'm finding I have tons of energy and I'm remembering how to smile and laugh. Holy smokes, I need to repeat that. I am remembering how to smile and laugh! One week and I'm up 5 lbs on the scale and an inch on my waist, despite being extraordinarily careful with my diet and not eating more than I was previously. Ok, some of it is water because I'm not perpetually dehydrated, right? Someone tell me this will normalize! I would say if there's anything that is going to tempt me back to using again, this is it. I want to cry every time I step on the scale and see it go up. I know, I should throw it out, but I can't.