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Cripes, a bit of a pickle, eh? I haven’t tried the meds that you’ve taken, so I can’t compare effects…I know that stimulants de-clutter my mind and enable me to get some clarity. ie. I can have my meds, not have the bombardment of random thoughts, not be as muddleheaded, have meals as normal, and sleep like a log. Other people that I know can’t. When I did coke, or other uppers it had a different effect on me to my mates which was rather interesting…yes, I got a ‘jump start’ like everybody else, but the ‘come downs’ were a breeze. Never a problem .Never got grumpy, moody, or angry like my buddies did, in fact it was as if I was as chilled out as a hippy! I once tried strattera, but found that it made me feel acutely sad, tearful, and engulfed in despair. Have you sought a second opinion for the ADHD diagnosis? Good luck with it all!
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Thanks! Yeah, I hope I landed in the right spot! It’s about darn time something goes right! And I don’t think you’re a loser Allan! (Hug back) It’s been rough, and like I said, I’ve worked my tail off trying to get my life in order, Ha! Joke, because order really doesn’t enter into my vocabulary! I’ve always embraced the side of myself that thinks differently than everyone else in the world, and so far it’s worked out pretty well for me, I tend to bend the things in my life to my will, so they have no choice but to work! Do I sound like Attila the Hun yet?! I tend to feel that way, and I guess I can come across like that as well to others, that’s what they tell me anyway! But if I can’t find a way, I look for a different approach.
I do have a notebook, differently colored from my TO DO, Calender, Business, Home Life, & Ideas notebooks (I’m a list maker) that I write in each day about side effects, and input from family. It took me about 2 hours after my first dose of Adderall to decide that I couldn’t remember all the layers of hell I was experiencing! I also make sure that I ask everyone who I’ve spent significant time with to let me know how they’re feeling before going in for appts. Great ideas for anyone though, so thanks for suggesting! So now you are aware of how crazy I am, no one else in the world sees this part of me. I’m good at hiding it.
I heard about this site from a friend, and figured since I’ve been told oh so very many times how imperfect I am that I would reach out and apply a few more awe inspiring brains to my dilemma and see if we ADDer’s can’t just change a few things in my little area of the universe, before we take over the world! That is as long as we don’t see anything shiny along the way!
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Very interesting! Just out of curiosity, those of you that have had issues with alcohol, did any of you just keep drinking until you passed out? When I drank I was a binge drinker, and once I had my first drink, that would be it! I’d wake up the next day with the mother of all hangovers, often in a pool of vomit, blood, and bile, and even though each time I swore that I’d never touch another drop, the following week-end I’d inevitably disgrace myself again. Irrespective of the company that I was with, colleagues, family, mates, or families of girlfriends I’d still end up making a spectacle of myself despite my best intentions. An ex g/f was from a well-to-do family, and there were at least half a dozen occasions when I’d utterly drink ,myself unto oblivion, despite promises, threats, bribes, and pleadings. It was if once the first mouthful cascaded down my gullet, that I’d be trying to set some new PB for getting train-wrecked in the shortest possible time….the worst one was at a posh restaurant with my g/f and her stuck-up family….because the meal had taken so long to arrive at the table I’d guzzled several bottles of red wine. As the waiter in his tux approached wheeling a big silver trolley with a massive silver dish in the middle I was speculating on the size of the banquet that I was about to unleash myself upon. With a flourish the waiter removed the lid to reveal a tiny plate with ice-cream scoop size servings! I erupted into laughter at the absurdity of the whole spectacle, and once I started I couldn’t stop! The ashen faces around me only made things worse, and eventually a hush fell over the restaurant for the piece de resistance: I vomitted all over the table! It was possibly the most mortifying thing, from an encyclopedia of mortifying events, that I’d ever done. My g/f’s mother very tersely suggested to my g/f’s brother that perhaps some fresh air would do me good, so I was hastily removed from the horror movie that I’d just directed, produced, and starred in! It was terrible. I refused to go back inside, and just waited in the car for a couple of hours until they’d be forced to cast their eyes upon me again. I pretended to be asleep, but it was still a very tense drive away from the debacle. Scarcely a word was exchanged between the horrified family….about a year later I almost outdid that effort by excusing myself from the table and making a beeline towards the ensuite of her brother and new wife’s new house that they were still in the process of moving into….I just got through the door and locked it behind me, but didn’t make it to the loo before Etna erupted! Ye Gods, the spew seemed to cover every square millimetre of floor, wall, and ceiling, and everything in between….eventually my g’f wandered down to see if I was enjoying myself in the spa or something, and I’d only cleaned a fraction of what made Chernobyl look like a spilt glass of milk. She just looked at me, mouth agape, and ordered me to get into the car immediately whilst she conveyed my regrets for having to leave early! I haven’t touched a drop for over 20 years, and have not the slightest inclination to taste the poison again! 😳
Oh, and in case you’re wondering, the poor girl had the good sense to cut me adrift after she had irrefutable proof of my cheating….in my defence, I wrote a few letters over the years profusely apologising for the years that she wasted with me, and sincerely wishing her well with her beaus. She is one of the most beautiful people that I have ever know, and she didn’t deserve my crap
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Heh,
thanks Misswho…yeah, there were some amusing moments as well along the way, plenty of bellylaughs, countless near-miss tragedies…cripes, the stupid things that I did for a giggle: ‘rally-driving’ in the Dandenong Ranges with the headlights off just to see how far that I could go without crashing. Of course I ended up hitting a cliff, but if I’d swung the other way I’d have gone over the edge. How far down was terra firma? I haven’t the foggiest….swinging through the dancefloor from the rafters of a surfy club just to annoy the posers swaggering around in vests, heckling First class Cricketers at the MCG just to get a response! Got my bonce up on the big screen with my drunken buddy laughing like fruit loops after provoking the player to approach us and give us a bit of ‘trash-talk’. Before he had retaliated it was just the two drunken buffoons sledging him, afterwards it was a good percentage of the crowd getting on his back! We couldn’t even continue our barrage for we were laughing so much at what other people were saying and suggesting to him
REPORT ABUSE Oh my, too many good laughs to go into…however, I wish that were less of the horror stories! *grimace*