I began taking psychiatric meds in 8th grade... & throughout the years my meds & my diagnoses have changed. most importantly, I have changed. some changes have been 4 the better, some 4 the worse, & some changes just happen because of this twisted, confusing, heck of a tricky thing we like to call life. over the last 2 or so months, I am proud 2 say that I've been quite successful at kicking my little alcohol demon on the butt! seriously, he no longer hovers over my shoulder day in & day out... ahhhh, what a nice feeling 2 sit down 4 a beer & struggle 2 even finish it. the only reason I've even drank those few times I have in the last couple of months is b/c it was around & I felt it necessary 4 some reason... what would ppl think 2 see lil' miss anna-marie without a beer can glued 2 her hand? I've yet to make it past the completion of 3 beers since my decision & before I could polish off a 12 pack (usually more) in no time! ok, before I make myself blush, I'm still dealing with some minor issues here: psychiatric drug dependency & I guess u could say there's another drug out there I've been using 2 self-medicate whenever I run out of 1 of my prescribed meds. wait, did I say minor issues? yeah, that might've been the understatement of the year...ive been on my adhd meds for 10 yrs now & my dosage is maxed out & has been 4 a while. I take more than my prescribed daily dosage just 2 make it through each day... hence my running out b4 the month's end. so then I self-medicate, which isn't good AT ALL!! & I know this but can't control myself. all I want is a med that will control my symptoms & a dosage that will last throughout each day & a pill bottle in which pills remain until refill day comes. self-medication is starting 2 become more of a problem than my med dependency & I hate myself 4 letting it get this far! is it so wrong 2 be addicted 2 happiness?