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Hi do any of you guys know of any bus stops near code talker or athens court? I know there are Bcycle stations and Lime scooters but i’m not sure i’m willing to pay for those yet. It’s kind of a hassle having to walk across boulder creek everytime i want to get to main campus

Hi. I've been having some trouble with titrating ADHD meds recently and im wondering if guanfacine might be worth adding on

I've been having a consistent pattern across all of the medications ive tried (amphetamine based, so adderall XR/vyvanse) where Ill respond very positively in the mornings but once 2pm hits ill start feeling very very terrified and tortured mentally. Adderall XR was more tolerable overall because it was less emotionally charged and more physical (intense tachycardia, could focus really really hard, body felt warm, just felt like i was ready for anything) whereas Vyvanse was less physically but more cognitively torturous. This isnt a comedown either. Usually comedowns are like, actual ADHD returning. Whereas i can clearly tell the drug is still active for me.

I cant find anyone who has a similar response pattern but I do know that guanfacines mechanism of action seems kind of indicated here. Im starting it soon but in the meantime does anyone use it adjunct? Anyone have a similar response profile to me? Thanks anyways

Hi i made a post here a couple days ago talking about how sleep deprived vyvanse fucked me up

After a week of more experimentation i am here to say that it is not in fact sleep deprivation

Nor is it dehydration or hunger

I just respond very badly to the drug

a very consistent pattern has emerged (60mg generic) where I'll take it in the morning, for the next 4-5 hours i feel good, my anxiety is lifted, i feel more energetic, perhaps more willing to do things, perhaps more tolerant of things that would normally be intolerable to me because of executive dysfunction

and at like 2-3pm CONSISTENTLY all of a sudden it turns fucking evil and i am just literally fucked for like the next 6 hours. unbearable appetite suppression, incredibly irritable, depressed, anhedonic, pissed at the world.

im sure beingt sleep deprived or not having eaten food exacerbates these things sure. but i am now concluding that these side effects exist independent of any confound

starting methylphenidate soon. Id really like to try IR meds jsut to see if i respond better but my psychiatrist is a bit hesitant. but yeah... anyone relate? maybe? pls? thanks lol

i’ve always known i reacted badly to stimulants when sleep deprived i used to be on adderall but switched to vyvanse because of negative side effects with adderall and vyvanse has been fine albeit underwhelming thus far. on 60mg by the way

i only got 5-6 hours of sleep last night and oh my fucking god i am in just complete fucking agony

took my dose at like 8:30am was fine from 9am to like 2pm but then a switch flipped i guess and now existence itself feels fucking grating and i don’t want to do anything or hear anyone and my appetite is still suppressed so i can’t eat i can’t even get up from my couch and i ended up vomiting just out of pure mental anguish deadass everything just feels horrid

im not suicidal so please do not report this post but my GOD. do not take stimulants while sleep deprived this shit has to be like a 1:1 replication of hell

Hi i’m ascendant 3 and have been ascendant for essentially the entirety of this act. Deranked to diamond 3 for a while but i’m back in ascendant 3. Was also ascendant for pretty much all oflast act. And the act before that.

And holy shit dude. My MMR is just fucking broken i guess. I dont know what’s going on. Tracker is posted.

It just feels like my MMR isn’t responsive whatsoever. Like it just does not give a fuck about me winning or losing or doing good or doing bad or if i start masturbating in front of it or whatever. Just perma diamond ascendant lobbies with the occasional random ass plat 3.

I’m gaining +14 on average for wins and losing -23 on average. So my question is. Why doesn’t the game. Just put me in fucking low immortal high ascendant lobbies. Like what do i need to do to prove myself. What do you want from me. Idk

I don’t even think the rate at which I’m winning is like particularly unnatural like yeah sure i’m not shitting on everyone but at least i’m not shitting the bed every game. And i’m winning. Sooooo…. hello!!!!! Do something!!!! wtf!!! Put me in the big leagues!!! And if i suck there then sure put me back lower. But like fuck dude do you know how frustrating this is i don’t really get it

Hi! M19. Was diagnosed at around the beginning of this year for ADHD-PI and GAD. I’m home for summer break and start my sophomore year of college next year (where I’d be living on campus). Trying my best to live as an adult or at least demonstrate to myself that I can.

A major source of stress for me as of recent has been my mother. She reliably induces a significant amount of stress and into life. Moreso than any anxiety I may have experienced while in school and dealing with typical stressors like academics, my social life, my appearance, my finances, my future, etc (that were already quite invasive, hence the GAD).

If I had to sum it up I’d say the main issue is that I heavily dislike the authority that she demonstrates over my life and furthermore the emotional leverage she has over me. I am not honest with her. I lie to her. I do things I despise because I am scared of what will happen if I say no. I feel as if I have to thoroughly justify why I should be able to be left alone and if the justification isn’t sufficient it is insinuated that I have made a grave sin.

Church and religion in general are probably the best examples. She is an extremely passionate and devout Evangelical whereas I have been apathetic about religion my entire life and essentially atheist for the last ten years or so. She doesn’t know this as a matter of fact but my obvious disinterest in church is an elephant in the room.

For my entire life I have generally been compelled to attend church service and it has never really been something I’ve been able to say no to. Not in the sense that she would literally do something to me if I didn’t go, but that she would emotionally lash out, something that she absolutely knows is very destabilizing for me. I generally know that I can make my own choices and not have to face financial or safety consequences for them, but I will face what are at times very passionate and disturbing emotional breakdowns that involve crying, screaming, murmuring, and very pervasive guilt tripping. This comes up if she is feeling for some reason particularly unstable about her confidence in me being Christian, or if she accuses me with very incoherent evidence of doing something sinful, so on. If I do not want to go to church, if I never want to go to church again, if I do not want to volunteer there, there is a reason why, and that reason is always, invariably one that morally condemns me.

I regularly cry as well when this happens, too. I try my best not to, but I do. I will make up a story while sobbing about how I’m struggling and thank her for checking up on me while crying just so I can leave while she has no idea that the entire time it is only her that gives me so much dread.

The same pattern shows up with things like her compelling me to be a tag along for random grad parties for someone I don’t know, for me to go to the shopping mall with her, whatever. When she asks, the instances where I do clearly say “no, I don’t want to” are immediately followed by the same question, every single time: “what are you doing at home?”. No matter what answer I give, if SHE doesn’t find it compelling, then it isn’t valid. And if it isn’t valid, it will keep going until I eventually concede and follow along.

I’d be a lot less confident in posting something like this if I didn’t have the counterexample of someone like my dad who is although sometimes annoying and irritating like parents always are, is someone I feel safe around, that I can be honest with, and that I can say no to without feeling ashamed. I’ve been trying to find a job this summer, primarily so I don’t have to be around her as much and secondarily because money is nice, but to no avail. My dad has been encouraging but of course emphasizes that it’s ok if nothing comes of my search. My mom, however, gives the impression (or at least makes me feel) that I am some sort of lazy parasite that is somehow duping her each time I come back from an interview without a job secured.

I don’t think she is being actively malicious. She might think she’s trying to help me. Maybe that I stay inside too much or that I’m a shell of a person or that I have nothing going for me and that I need to find God. Okay. But I feel like I’m trying. I’m in college. I’ve taken out so much loan money in my name. I’m actively working on the finances that I do happen to have. I try to get out of the house, go to the gym regularly. I help around the house as needed and essentially always do favors for my parents that aren’t emotionally loaded. I do so much administrative work for them. I feel like I’ve made it sufficiently clear that I do have an intent for my future. Do I maybe stay in my room a lot? Sure. Should I learn how to cook and buy groceries for myself. Definitely. Am I fallible? Yes. But, I feel like not to the extent that I deserve to have my emotional baseline noticeably degraded and at the whims of a mother who can’t seem to understand that I no longer need or want her authority in the form of feeling like I’m playing with fire whenever I talk to her.

I guess I’m just wondering how to go about this. The ambiguity on my end isn’t helping solve things and I don’t know how to approach a conversation like this that could very easily just be interpreted by her as me being selfish and haughty. That’s it. Thanks for reading :)))

Hi! M19. I was recently diagnosed with ADHD and a couple of weeks ago started on 20mg of Adderall XR. Somewhat high starting dose considering i’m stimulant naive but whatever.

It’s been about 2 weeks (maybe 12 days) since starting and I feel like any effects I may have noticed towards the beginning have diminished pretty dramatically. At first it was pretty immediate and obvious: my body felt primed, was excitable and pretty happy for the first couple of hours, and then it turned into dysphoria and intense depression for the remaining duration of the dose, and then it’d end at around 2-3PM (after 7-8 hours) where I’d be very very exhausted, drowsy, and the rest of the day would be a drag.

After 5-6 days the maybe euphoria/dysphoria faded and it felt like therapeutic effects may have remained. For the next couple of days things just felt more salient, I was more tolerant of monotony, I felt less anxiety about myself, felt less chronically underaroused, and that I had more discipline and the ability to do things that I needed to do.

Ever since then though it’s been kind of a downhill slope. All of the negative effects I first reported more or less diminished massively which I’m happy about. But now it feels like… it doesn’t do anything. I don’t feel a kick anymore. Or any physical activation anymore. Or any sort of benefit. And I feel like i’m relatively introspective, probably enough that I wouldn’t be completely psyching myself out about this stuff. But it just feels like nothing notable or worthwhile is happening anymore.

I actually started dosing myself twice a day because of this. One in the morning, one like 4 hours later. So essentially 40mg per day. And that helped a lot with the feeling of the medication crashing and making me miserable for the rest of the day, and it didn’t cause any negative symptoms like insomnia or anything, so I figured it’d be an effective short term solution until I met with my psychiatrist again. But even after a couple days with that, it feels like nothing. I dunno.

Obviously it’s still pharmacologically active: I still notice a pretty substantial appetite suppressant effect and a reduction of libido when the drug is active, but although those are definitely still noticeable, even they feel a lot less pronounced.

Anyone else relate? Or know what’s going on? Or maybe what it looks like going from here? Thanks !

Hi! I recently got rxed Adderall XR 20mg for ADHD (I’ve taken vyvanse 50mg unsupervised before and my psychiatrist thinks that since I responded fine to it besides what I’m about to describe, I could start on a somewhat high dose of adderall)

Today is the first day. I don’t feel shaky or jittery or excessively happy nor is my heart rate increased. Nothing dramatic of that sort. I feel happy though. Quite happy. And content. Yeah. For the first couple of hours or so, I did. My body feels relaxed and content and warm. And my brain does too. This is the same thing that happened with the unsupervised Vyvanse thing I did. Pretty much.

But idk I keep feeling this recurring weird rigmarole of existential dread. Coming back over and over. I try to push it down. And it’s not related to me. It’s just… life. The fact that we’re all going to die. I’ve always had existential weird things my whole life but this stuff just makes it worse. I worry so much more about death and the fact that my life is random and not necessarily that I “don’t deserve to live” but it just feels so uncalled for

I’m not a philosopher or anything I’m kind of smart not really but idk what this feeling is. It’s not horrible, I can deal with it. I think i’m dealing with it right now (as I’m writing this this is all happening). But just existential weird dread about the fact that people are dying and there’s no reason it shouldn’t be me and that if I did die or if someone I knew died how horrible it’d be. It’s so fucking weird. Not a fan

I try listening to music or watching youtube or doing work to make it go away and although it helps a little bit it doesn’t help a lot. It still comes back. I have some amount of control over it. But it keeps coming back. Note that i’m not suicidal. It’s the opposite. I’m very scared of death. But excessively so. I can’t stop thinking about it. And that’s why i’m here

Anyone else relate or nah thanks lol