Hi everyone! I'm a mess even thinking about my inevitable journey. The truth is, I have been using adderall for the better part of 12 years. I was "blessed" with twins 4 years ago at the age of 37, I am now a 41year old, stressed out, very dependent, basic adderall junkie, WHO WANTS MORE THAN TO WAKE UP IN THE MORNING THINKING THE HIGHLIGHT OF THE DAY IS TO POP THAT ADDERALL TO GET GOING! (And also, pray that the twins don't wake up until after the Adderall kicks in and I've had my coffee!)
Dear God! I cried like a baby when I read the introduction to this group and realized, THIS is the place I need to be! I'm lost, despondent, passionless, robotic, irritable, miserable, worthless, and basically, disgusted with myself!
So, here I am, scared to death because I know I have to keep going regardless of how I feel. I have people that depend on me! The question is, will I make it? Can I do this? It is worth EVERYTHING to me so the question is rhetorical. I'm simply in that space right now where, I suppose encouragement is my most valuable asset! I appreciate any and all who chime in to support my venture.