My boyfriend is addicted to Adderall, and it's ruining everything.
The problem started, I believe, a few years ago when he lost his job. He was unemployed for a long time, and that's when he started abusing the drug. The trend has been:
1. Taking all of his medication for the month in two weeks. During this time, he stays up all night, has to take extra to get through work the next day, generally loses interest in usual relationships or activities because he's only interested in staying up to play video games or chatting with people online.
2. Running out of medication in about 2 weeks. Sleeping constantly, voracious appetite, can't concentrate at work, can't keep prior commitments because he's sleeping.
3. After adjusting to not having the pills, he comes to me to ask me to help. He apologizes for the two weeks when he didn't care about anything, he tells me he has a problem and can't manage his medication on his own, and he asks me for help. The solution he always comes up with is that I'll dole out his daily pills so he won't be tempted to take more than his prescribed dose each day.
4. Once he can fill his new prescription, he almost immediately starts begging for extra pills because he's not used to taking his normal dose. If I don't give him extra pills, he does whatever he can to find them in my apartment or, if he can't find them, to be mean to me so I'll want to just give him the pills and make him go away.
He got his newest prescription filled last week, and right away started the mean act to get me to give him extra. I wouldn't, and he would eventually apologize and admit that he's having a hard time dealing with the craving for more medication. Last night, he broke up with me. The evening went from us snuggling in bed while watching Netflix to him telling me that he hates our relationship and is unhappy being with me and doesn't care about me anymore in the span of about 20 minutes. He said all those other times he was mean to me to get his pills were not acting -- he actually meant the horrible things he said. I asked him if there was some other anxiety, about his medication or other stresses at work, causing him to feel this way, and he refused to say anything more and just demanded his pills. He came over to my apartment this afternoon and wouldn't leave until I gave him the rest.
So now, I'm just playing a waiting game. The prescription he has now is not as strong as what he had before (amphetamine salts now vs. dextroamphetamine before), so it should only be about a week and a half or less before they're all gone. I know he's going to frantically get in touch and cry and apologize and ask for my help and say he's miserable.
He had also stopped taking his antidepressant because he needed a refill and just neglected to get it -- the rage when he stopped was terrifying, but he insisted his anger was proportionate to things happening to him (an old lady getting in his way, someone driving in a way that annoyed him, a person taking our parking spot, someone in a restaurant asking to look at a menu while we were waiting to be seated).
I am at a loss. He only recently moved to be near me and only knows his coworkers. His family is 800 miles away, and they've tried to talk to him about this before to no avail.
Does anyone have experience from my perspective? Do you have any advice? Really anything would be appreciated because I just don't know what to do.