The cause and effect of drugs seems like an easy topic to write about, you take drugs to get high and the effect is that it screws up your life. Well, thats just stating the obvious. My story is slightly more unique than that. I started drugs because I was not satisfied with the everyday life. Life was just too boring and routine for me.
My sophomore year of high school I discovered my brother's ADHD medication, Adderal. My first experiences with Adderal were pure satisfaction. Take enough of the drug and you will sit in one spot for 8 hours talking your head off and it will feel as if it was only one hour. It was the most content feeling i have ever experienced in my life. Adderal effects everyone differently, most just feel that satisfying buzz but for me it was so much more. I hallucinated, the best description I can give is the scene in the movie, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas when the main character Hunter S. Thompson does Acid. My favorite hallucination was one night after taking five 15 mg pills, I was sitting on my bed observing my room come to life, all the inanimate objects began to move. Electric tape held up a picture my friend a drawled for me on my wall. The electric tape left the picture and crawled across my room wall then across my floor like an inch worm. The hallucinations I witnessed were mesmerizing. I was terrifying that I was actually seeing these things but at the same time I couldn’t look away.
Any kind of trip you have from Adderal should only last 24 hours, but for some unexplainable reason that no one else was experiencing, my hallucinations weren’t going way. They were not as intense as the acid trip comparison as I made earlier but yet any wall I looked up at would begin to sink into itself, any piece of paper I focused on the words would disappear off the page, and picture I looked at would begin to move like it was a TV screen. My main hallucinations were looking at something disappear, watch something move and the most common and the hardest to explain; any blank surface I looked at a clear type orb would come out of it, it was constantly twirling in and out of itself, moving closer and closer to me until I could hold it in the palm of my hand and play with it. As odd as my life was seeming to become I kept this abnormality to myself for several months considering how I had obtained my problem. But as you can imagine the constant hallucinations can mess with you and make you feel a little bit crazy. The nights were the worse, in pure daylight the hallucinations were as clear as day, but in the dark it was harder to tell what I was looking at. I regressed back to a child like state where I was too scared to sleep in the dark.
One night the hallucinations and confusion of what I was seeing overwhelmed me and I had a panic attack and which I explained everything to my mom. She took me to see my family doctor, it was becoming more and more difficult explaining to him what I was experiencing when after each...