u/Bublebito

Stimulants have a real tendency to mess with my libido and dampen my sexual desire a bit. So, as soon as I stop, I get this sort of rebound effect; I’m a straight man, but I realize it gets almost awkward—when I quit, I have a huge urge to masturbate and I’m much more inclined to talk about sex with women my age or make a move. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad one, but it bothers me a little not to have a middle ground and to have such an erratic libido; it gives me an image I’m not too happy with, especially right now while I’m trying to quit stimulants.

I was on 140mg high dose and I smoked some weed to calm down a bit, and then this girl called me for a "date." She totally clocked that I wasn't sober, and I think I acted like a complete idiot; I crashed right in the middle of the date, which was happening in the middle of the night. In the end, she didn't even want me to walk her home. I hate myself for it; I'm so fucking sad look at what drugs do... I really acted like an asshole, and now this shit won't leave my system. It's 7 a.m. and I can't fucking sleep, even though I started 20 hours ago.

I took 140 mg plus a bit of speed; the first two hours were amazing, even though my Vyvanse high basically just consists of tidying my room, putting in my AirPods, blasting music on the couch, and chain-smoking. That was about 7 hours ago, but I took some L-tyrosine during the peak and it triggered a bad reaction it got really unpleasant. I started getting anxious, my vision went blurry and doubled, and I got dizzy. Still, I’ve got the body high and I feel okay despite some pretty nasty physical symptoms. Now this shit is just annoying; it’s messing me up I feel like a total moron, I can't sleep or eat, and you're telling me I'm only halfway through??? 😭😭😭 Like, fuck, man, just chill and get out of my system. I've had enough; you're freaking me out, and I look so weird around the people close to me plus, I'm so drowsy.

I have ADHD and a mid tolerance to amphetamines; I took 120mg of Vyvanse 5 hours ago. Since the peak about 2 hours ago, I’ve been wiped out still euphoric and feeling good, but I’m having trouble catching my breath, my heart rate is 110, I have some double vision, and I feel dizzy when I stand up, like I’ve been drinking. I should also mention that I added some L-tyrosine and L-theanine during the high and smoked a bit. I’m thinking about smoking some weed tonight in hopes of getting to sleep. I also have an ear infection that was making me dizzy before the Vyvanse, but it seems worse now. That said, 6 hours later, I can still really feel the high, though I have a tingling sensation in my hands and arms.

I don't have much to add; I’m kicking myself so hard for overdoing it with Ritalin and romanticizing it without ever trying Vyvanse. I only took 120mg, and as I hit the peak, I’m in heaven seriously, this stuff is BETTER THAN MDMA. I mean that it’s so much more stable and feels divinely smooth. It calms my ADHD and makes me feel so empathetic, with this insane body high; I’m buzzing, my body is absolutely SEETHING with energy.

I’ve got this warmth in my legs, my head is spinning but in a really pleasant way, and my surroundings feel like they’re floating. The only way to describe it is that I’m on cloud nine, totally relaxed; it actually made me want to go outside, hand spare change to the homeless, or share my cigarettes with strangers. It’s such a calm euphoria the mental noise goes quiet, everything becomes orderly and neat, the world looks more beautiful, colors are more vivid, and the sun’s heat which used to burn me now caresses me like an angel’s hand. I’m in total ecstasy; I feel like a Shaolin monk at peace with himself, in a state of profound, stoic serenity with the entire universe. I’m listening to "Nightcall" by Kavinsky and it’s making me feel poetic FUUUUCK, like: *I drive.*

It's a bit like being drunk, but without the alcohol-induced blurriness. I don't feel like throwing up, but I'm getting intense waves and visual distortions; I took 120mg though I should mention I have an ear infection, so my head was already spinning a bit even while sober for the past two days. But right now, I just can't get up.

Does anyone have experience with NEP? My buddy tried it and went into a full blown psychosis, but now he says he can't live without it and that it gives him insane self-confidence and social skills! Then again, I hear the comedowns are horrible I'd like to give it a try.

Tomorrow morning, I'm probably going to take like 100–120 mg of Vyvanse, maybe even more. So, what happens if I mix it with weed? Is it any good? Mixing weed and Ritalin was cool, but I'm wondering about Vyvanse; last time I mixed Vyvanse, weed, and alcohol, I didn't really feel the amphetamines because I was totally glued to the floor and just... out in space.

Like, ever since I started hanging out with this girl, I’ve been seeing plenty of others too; she’s already tried to make a move on me, but I’m not really into her I prefer her three friends, with whom I have these "secret" flirty hookups.

Anyway, I didn't talk to this girl from uni three months ago, but lately we’ve been hanging out two to four times a week; we’re constantly hitting up parties thrown by people we know and getting absolutely wasted. I usually go there high on stimulants and down liters of vodka and coffee; I also smoke weed and take some downers like F-Phenibut and sometimes I hit some Spice. She sticks to alcohol and weed; she wanted to try ecstasy once but got too scared. I’ve suggested we do "real" drugs together, but she remains wary. The thing is, whenever we’re out, we just end up blacking out; last time, I literally smashed a table to pieces. So, we tend to get banned from a lot of venues and lose touch with people.

We always come up with disastrous plans in the middle of the night and struggle to find a taxi because neither of us wants to pay, so we end up riding rental bikes or walking home in a pathetic state. We hang out with the same crowd of drifters who have to rush us home whenever we’re total wrecks. She pushes me to drink and is ready to take anything once she’s got some alcohol in her system; I push her to use too, and we drag each other down but fuck, it’s so much fun.

She tells me about her love life, and whenever I’m high on stimulants I cook up precise, Machiavellian schemes for her to get revenge on the guys who rejected her; meanwhile, she creates opportunities for me to meet her female friends. We’ve slept in cars, apartment lobbies, and strangers' homes or in the same bed at her place countless times, and no matter how wasted we were, nothing ever happened between us; yet, I’ve hooked up with her friends whom I barely know at all.

She’s pretty and incredibly smart, but subconsciously something about her seems to put me off. Everyone thinks we’re a couple, even though our status is really just "friendship plus." Still, something keeps pulling me back to her, and she always comes back to me, too... We live out the full intensity of our bond only when we’re completely wasted vomiting together in the bathroom or holding each other up as we walk home.

It’s a strange dynamic; it feels like something took control of us and forged an incredibly powerful bond through all those little moments deciding who’d take the first hit of a joint or who’d pay for the next bottle of vodka. She doesn't know about most of the other substances I take, so we’re often not on the same level of intoxication, but as I said there’s something special about her. We understand each other: one addiction is overt, the other is insidious.

I took 80mg of Vyvanse about an hour and a half ago; I’ve eaten and slept well, and the come-up is pleasant, but for the last 10 minutes, I’ve had a strong sensation of cramping and pretty intense pain in my stomach and abdomen. I assume this is normal, but does anyone know how to fix it? It’s starting to get really strong and crampy, and I’d love to find a solution.

I’ve finally recaptured the kind of high I got when I first started Vyvanse 3 months ago. I’ve only taken 80mg so far; I slept and ate well—I followed your advice—and, to no surprise, it really feels close to MDMA. People who say you can't get high on stimulants if you have ADHD are lying; you just need higher doses, and the high is different. Like, I’m drowsy but can't sleep, I feel heavy yet floaty, my eyes are rolling back a bit, I’m feeling empathetic and chatty; everything feels slower, but time is flying! I’m mentally stimulated but physically relaxed. THE MUSIC IS INSANE! I’ve got body heat, tingling in my feet and face, slight visual distortions—I’m actually getting those faint waves like on MDMA, and damn, I love it. Mind you, I’ve been coming up for about an hour now. I won't be sleeping since it's the end of the day here, but I’ll probably go out and enjoy this peaceful high—it’s silencing my anxiety and mental chatter, giving me that butterfly feeling in my neck and throat; I’m on cloud nine and can finally just appreciate life. Take care of yourselves, my fellow tweakers—love you all <3333

I've been taking 40mg of Vyvanse for three months—I don't have a high tolerance—and I did 70mg at a club three days ago and it was amazing! But now, I haven't slept or eaten very well; I popped 100mg and I don't feel any more high than if I'd taken 30. I don't know if I'm even high, dammit. I drank a bit of vodka but didn't feel a thing; even the coffee and cigarette didn't register 😭😭😭. So I took 500mg of L-tyrosine hoping to kickstart things, but I feel stuck—even though I dropped 40mg this morning and then another 60mg three hours later, and I didn't even feel a peak, dammit......

I’ve been using stimulants for 6 years and have ADHD. I started Vyvanse 3 months ago and am prescribed 40mg; I took 70mg three days ago with a bit of alcohol and it got me absolutely wrecked. Just now, I took 40mg at 8:30 AM and then redosed with 60mg at 11:30 AM. It’s 1:00 PM and I don't really feel high; I haven't eaten much today and only got about 5 hours of sleep. But even times when I took just 60mg and slept only 3 hours, I’d get really high, so I don't get why I'm not feeling anything now. Maybe the effects are just delayed, but it seems weird to me. I don't have a particular tolerance to amphetamines—only to methylphenidate.

For the past three days, I've been spending my nights out, partying, taking excessive amounts of Vyvanse and Ritalin, and drinking insane amounts of alcohol. Even though I've been taking 2-3 hour naps a day for these three days, I'm starting to struggle. It's 8:00 AM at my place, I just got home from the party, and I can't sleep. My vision is blurry, and I'm hot. I was in bed when I suddenly saw what looked like a bedbug. I stared at it, but it didn't move. I tried to squash it with a paper towel, but it scurried away and then stopped. I finally managed to squash it and put it in a tissue. Then I checked the tissue again to see if it was really there or not. I threw away the tissue; I doubt it was a hallucination. Now I'm itching all over because I'm psychologically exhausted. I don't really know what to do, and even if it did exist, after several checks, could a hallucination of this complexity really be possible? It seems crazy to me.

For the past three days, I've been spending my nights out, partying, taking excessive amounts of Vyvanse and Ritalin, and drinking insane amounts of alcohol. Even though I've been taking 2-3 hour naps a day for these three days, I'm starting to struggle. It's 8:00 AM at my place, I just got home from the party, and I can't sleep. My vision is blurry, and I'm hot. I was in bed when I suddenly saw what looked like a bedbug. I stared at it, but it didn't move. I tried to squash it with a paper towel, but it scurried away and then stopped. I finally managed to squash it and put it in a tissue. Then I checked the tissue again to see if it was really there or not. I threw away the tissue; I doubt it was a hallucination. Now I'm itching all over because I'm psychologically exhausted. I don't really know what to do, and even if it did exist, after several checks, could a hallucination of this complexity really be possible? It seems crazy to me.

Until recently, I'd never had any success with women. Absolutely none. I noticed some physical changes, but nothing dramatic. However, I did realize something: stimulants can create a personality that most neurotypical women in their twenties struggle to understand, and it makes you want to spend a lot of time with them.

Maybe it's just my experience, but in six years of using Ritalin, Speed, Lisdexamfetamine, MDMA, etc., I've never been surrounded by as many women as when I was abusing them. I'd been abusing them for a year or two, and maybe eight months heavily. And it's related to my relationships with women. Warning ⚠️: if you think you'll find the perfect woman with these drugs, you're mistaken. You'll only attract losers, people with borderline personality disorder (who have body image issues), easy girls, and truly unstable women (that's the flip side). More specifically, and cyclically, stimulants at certain doses, and especially Ritalin, tended to make me very introverted and arrogant. At university, I was called "nonchalant." Even the professors noted it in my file. As a result, I gave many girls the impression that I wasn't interested in them. I acted like a superior, without caring about their opinions. I didn't reject them outright, but I adopted an unbearably neutral tone for any girl with even a modicum of self-respect. I started noticing that I was often invited to these kinds of outings, and that many of the girls were nice, but some, who seemed "normal," displayed traits bordering on hypersexualization, using inappropriate jokes, propositions, and gestures, as if to provoke a reaction.

On the other hand, I projected a different image of myself: either sober (and therefore showing my ADHD), or hyperactive, empathetic, cheerful, and extroverted, or under the influence of other stimulants like Vyvanse, which, in addition to boosting my self-confidence, lowered my inhibitions, unlike Ritalin. So I could say pretty much anything that came to mind.

I really developed a split personality, and my God, how it enriched my relationships! I had girls with whom I created a real connection, an authentic bond, and then, from one day to the next, depending on what I was doing or my mood, I would become cold and distant, making them understand that they had nothing to offer me, which fueled a real sense of emptiness.

I should clarify that I did this unconsciously for a long time, but it's crazy how it worked. However, it's a question of balance in this relationship chaos. No one truly attaches themselves, there's no love, just ego to satisfy, sexual desires, and ambitions for conquest. When a line is crossed and the relationship is over, everything collapses.

But I've reached a point where I see far more women than men. I'm not going to tell you that's cool; it's unhealthy, to be honest. The problem is that playing this game with nice, polite, and intelligent girls closes all your doors because you don't project a good image of yourself. I've ruined many seemingly stable relationships to satisfy my ego. I think most women develop an attraction based on a lack and a search for gratification before they feel real emotions, and my behavior, which isn't the norm, is what makes me attractive: not pretending to be detached, but actually being so, and then not pretending to be attached, but actually being so, fueled by the dopamine rush that feeds your excitement and attraction. I've inevitably hurt a lot of girls, and I'm not proud of it. For example, on Ritalin, I played the role of a hyper-pragmatic guy, focused on concrete things and devoid of emotions. Then, while on MDMA with those same girls, I was very open to lighthearted and romantic conversations, without them realizing I was under the influence of drugs.

I want to clarify that this is my personal experience and that it allowed me to have fun, but it in no way helped me find the right person. My behavior is neither ethical nor moral, and I am not generalizing about women.

Give me a time machine, a pack of Marlboro Reds, a pair of AirPods Pro 2, ten lines of 10mg Ritalin IR, 120mg of Vyvanse orally, a Heineken, and ABOVE ALL! ABOVE ALL!!!! You blast me with "Take Away the Color - 95's Reconstruction; Ice MC"

I'm not talking about the limit in the sense of "how much you can take in a day without having a heart attack," but rather its long-term limit. I've been prescribed stimulants since I was 12, and I'm 18 now. And the more I consume, the further I can go. For years, it's been Vyvanse/Ritalin/Speed/Nicotine/Caffeine/Research Chemicals... How do you know when it's too much? Because since then, I alternate between manic phases, depression, hypomanic episodes, mood swings, joy, anger, fear, guilt... I reach psychotic episodes.

The first time is horrible, then you confront it; you understand it, you even tend to appreciate it, and it no longer scares you. Psychosis no longer terrifies you, but your mental state leaves you horrified by the random guy walking down your street, and you end up being more afraid of him than of all the suffering you've accumulated.

Like the first all-nighter; you skip it, and the less you sleep, the more you tolerate the lack of sleep. I'm constantly exhausted, but the stimulators are enough to give me the boost I need.

I experience fatigue, but it's not enough to allow me to sleep and rest. So, how do you know when it's too much? When you lose control and you no longer even have a sense of what hurts or feels good. I see stims as a long-term experience; it's not just about tolerance, but it fills you with pain, or you suffer, but there's this thing that still holds you back and grips you. So where is this famous limit? Is it death? What is the actual maximum, because I feel like I've completely lost that maximum despite this suffering

I'm not talking about the limit in the sense of "how much you can take in a day without having a heart attack," but rather its long-term limit. I've been prescribed stimulants since I was 12, and I'm 18 now. And the more I consume, the further I can go. For years, it's been Vyvanse/Ritalin/Speed/Nicotine/Caffeine/Research Chemicals... How do you know when it's too much?

Because since then, I alternate between manic phases, depression, hypomanic episodes, mood swings, joy, anger, fear, guilt... I reach psychotic episodes. The first time is horrible, then you confront it; you understand it, you even tend to appreciate it, and it no longer scares you. Psychosis no longer terrifies you, but your mental state leaves you horrified by the random guy walking down your street, and you end up being more afraid of him than of all the suffering you've accumulated. Like the first all-nighter; you skip it, and the less you sleep, the more you tolerate the lack of sleep.

I'm constantly exhausted, but the stims are enough to give me the boost I need. I experience fatigue, but it's not enough to allow me to sleep and rest. So, how do you know when it's too much? When you lose control and you no longer even have a sense of what hurts or feels good.

I see stimulators as a long-term experience; it's not just about tolerance, but it fills you with pain, or you suffer, but there's this thing that still holds you back and grips you. So where is this famous limit? Is it death? What is the actual maximum, because I feel like I've completely lost that maximum despite this suffering

It's not original to say this, but I finally redosed on Vyvanse after a one-week break. And it still reinforces my belief that music obliterates most sources of pleasure in this world. Seriously, without judgment, most people spend their time stimfaping on amphetamines, but music is just on another level. Musical appreciation is divine; for me, it's far superior to other drugs. At first, it was cannabis that made me go crazy with music, but this is on a whole other level. Music was metallic and cold on Ritalin, but this is incomparable. It's immersive, sensitive, and satisfying: masterful.