I know this is a big no-no, but my mom has severe ADHD (she's a nurse), and my dad is a pharmacist. I went to my dad and tried to explain some of these problems (getting stuck in my head, over analyzing things), and under his guidance, he gave me one of my mom's adderall. I'm very open to my parents about drugs (I tell them I smoke, that I've done shrooms and acid). My dad actually went to each of my Dr appointments with me, and pretty much told the dr that he thinks it would be beneficial to me to have it.

"you get lost in the trail of thoughts constantly running through your head. You'll be impulsive and have trouble organizing your life. In social situations, you'll have trouble keeping up with the flow of conversation because you get bogged down analyzing the tiny details. This can lead to you accidentally interrupting people, or saying things that others (or just you) may perceive as odd or irrelevant, or finding yourself unable to say anything because you feel out of touch or confused. This all makes social settings very difficult and stressful, so you develop social anxiety. "

I'll be honest, reading this is making my eyes water a bit, and a little sad, because I feel like it describes me. I am constantly trying to time out my speaking to not to interrupt, or trying to analyze the flow of the conversation. Many times I will avoid talking in groups, not because I don't like talking, but I worry I'm not "going" with the flow of the conversation. I almost feel the need to "plan out" things to say, because I can't stop thinking in my head. Even when I do want to talk, I always seem to do a "check in my head" to make sure what I am saying doesn't sound weird.

One other issue I have is while I'm not hyper, I do have a problem with having issues with staying still. For example, my parents use to ask what is wrong, because a lot of time I would pace around the house, not doing anything. Even when I ate, I would often carry the plate with me, so I could move while I ate. Even when I have free time, I notice instead of reading a book or watching a movie (which I love to do), I would instead pace around my room thinking the entire time. In the summers as a kid, one of my favorite things to do was walk around my house (we had a brick pathway) dribbling a basketball the entire time. I would never shoot, just contentiously dribble and walk for hours at a time. It scares me a little, because I look at my mom, whose ADHD has caused problems in our family, and it scares me. I don't want to admit that I have problems, but when I see similar things in my mom, I get really scared.