
for all” is the phrase that inspired it, Alan Schwarz writes in his new book, “A.D.H.D. more effective, longer lasting.Īdderall’s very name reflects its makers’ hopes for an expanding customer base: “A.D.D. By 2013, 3.5 million children were on stimulants, and in many cases, the Ritalin had been replaced by Adderall, officially brought to market in 1996 as the new, upgraded choice for A.D.H.D. In 1990, 600,000 children were on stimulants, usually Ritalin, an older medication that often had to be taken multiple times a day. And the increase in diagnoses has been followed by an increase in prescriptions. That condition, which has also been called Attention Deficit Disorder, has been increasingly diagnosed over recent decades: In the 1990s, an estimated 3 to 5 percent of school-age American children were believed to have A.D.H.D., according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention by 2013, that figure was 11 percent. in 1987 and predominantly seen in children. Never was I more resourceful or unswerving than when I was devising ways to secure more Adderall.Īdderall is prescribed to treat Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder, a neurobehavioral condition marked by inattention, hyperactivity and impulsivity that was first included in the D.S.M. Once, while living in New Hampshire, I skipped a day of work to drive three hours each way to the health clinic where my prescription was still on file.

I would open other people’s medicine cabinets, root through trash cans where I had previously disposed of pills, write friends’ college essays for barter.


The train to Enfield was hardly the greatest extreme to which I would go during the decade I was entangled with Adderall. The package in question, sent from Los Angeles, contained my monthly supply of Adderall.Īdderall, the brand name for a mixture of amphetamine salts, is more strictly regulated in Britain than in the United States, where, the year before, in 2005, I became one of the millions of Americans to be prescribed a stimulant medication. I was outside my flat within minutes of receiving this news and on the train to Enfield within the hour, staring through the window at the gray sky. One afternoon, I received notification that a package whose arrival I had been anticipating for days had been bogged down in customs and was now in a FedEx warehouse in Enfield, an unremarkable London suburb. Have you ever been to Enfield? I had never even heard of it until I was 23 and living in London for graduate school.
