r/opiates

TLDR: I believe this was an indirect overdose on oxycodone meaning if it hadn't been for other factors it wouldn't have happened. I fell asleep on my back with a ZYN in my mouth, muscles in my mouth relaxed and it fell in the back of my throat blocking my airways. Opioids are cough suppressants and my body wasn't able to remove it. On top of that the respiratory depression just compunded everything. Parents noticed it after some time because the cough was extremely weak and tried to wake me up, but couldn't. Only after opening my mouth and seeing that I had a zyn in my mouth and taking it out I was able to breathe and woke up.

This happened last month and I was doing my usual amounts of oxy for the past 3 weeks - 120mg daily split into 2 or 3 doses. Around 7pm I dosed my last 40mg for the day, it got me feeling alright but nothing too great and certainly not a nodding dose for me. I have been using 10-15 10mg ZYN pouches daily for years now.

Oxy usually sedates me and makes me tired so I frequently lay down on my bed and close my eyes although I almost never fall asleep, for some reason I can't really fall asleep on oxy, and laying down makes the euphoria a bit stronger.

I was pretty tired but nothing out of the ordinary for me, so I decided to lay down on my back, close my eyes and take my usual nicotine pouch to enhance the euphoria that was increasingly more lacking from tolerance. I did this many times, sometimes on my side, other times on my back and was always fine.

Next thing I know my parents wake me up and look extremely frightened, there is blood on my shirt and on my moms hands, my dad is on the phone with 911. Didn't have a clue what actually happened other than that I overdosed.

Turns out I fell asleep on my back with the ZYN in my mouth, my muscles relaxed to the point where the ZYN just fell into my throat and I began choking. My parents noticed some time later. They told I was coughing extremely weakly and seemed to have trouble breathing but they couldn't wake me up. My mom opened my mouth and saw the nicotine pouch and tried to take it out of the back of my throat, which is why there was blood on her and on me.

After she did that I finally woke up, medics came to check me out and I was cleared without going to the hospital. No one knew I was using and the medics seemed unaware as well.

I concluded that it was from a combination of factors but the main cause was the ZYN combined with laying on my back. Opioids are strong cough suppressants which is why I couldn't cough it out.

On top of that the sedation from the opis and the fact that the cough was very silent made me lay like that for way too long to the point where I couldn't wake up even with my parents trying, most likely from low oxygen in the brain or body. Only after they removed it I was finally able to breathe and wake up

If you are a user of ZYNs and opioids, my advise is to absolutely never lay down on your back with a zyn in your mouth, ALWAYS on your side.

I know a lot of people dont like snorting oxy(i personally prefer it over oral) but if you had a choice to either pop half of your regular dose and snort the other half once it kicks in, or snort half of your dose and pop the other half immediately after?

I’m almost 3 weeks clean from 7. It was a bitch to get through but I’m finally able to sleep more and not constantly be in cold sweats. But the depression, anxiety, and anhedonia is killing me. Years ago I used to be addicted to opiates but stayed away after rehab for the most part.

I had a dream last night that I was using again and while I felt so guilty in the dream , eventually that guilt turned into pleasure and the high felt so real when I woke up it felt like I got narcan’d. It put such a mood on me I caved and bought oxys and norcos.
Took them felt nothing cuz of 7 tolerance.

Anyways what am I supposed to do I know I sound ungrateful now that I’m finally clean but tbh I question if I ever been clean at all. I relapsed multiple times and while I did quit it’s like I don’t want to but I have to .sounds stupid I know

3 hours is longest I've done.

After moving to a different state a few years ago and the lack of new connections, I fear, I might have to make a 1500 mile drive so I can get my favorite opiate. A 23 or so hour drive one way.

I'm sure some of you have done similar.

And yes I know i could go out and ask sketchy looking people till I find it but I have so much anxiety about interacting with other ppl.

We go to many lengths to do drugs, but what's the longest distance traveled for said drugs?

What are your thoughts on ODSMT? I feel like its a pretty lesser known opioid overall, still very underrated. Where would you rank it? Please describe your experiences.

It’s been on and off battle with opioids for the past 17 years. Just turned 40 and I have the most clean time I’ve ever had which is just shy of 15 months. On paper, my life is in a place I could have only dreamed of before - I have my own apartment, a car, food on my plate and a few people around me who love me. Outside of that, I am in total mid-life crisis mode - unemployed with no fucking clue where to go with my career, completely lost in the dating world, and overall just super lonely and shut down. Most days I don’t even want to be around people which is so unlike me.

These days I have been wondering why I fought so hard to get clean so many times. I remember being shit out of hope as early as 2015 and somehow battled another 9+ years, the last 5 of which was primarily high-grade fent analogues and a good half-dozen cold turkey detoxes which are a level of pain and suffering the human mind cannot even conceptualize. But right now it’s at the absolute top it’s ever been and I am still just as lost and empty as all the other times I’ve tried to get clean over the years. Get clean, rebuild it on paper, realize I’m still empty, burn it down, rebuild. Consumed by shame and guilt at how I can be so dissatisfied with a life someone down the street dying in the hospital would love to have. How could I have a roof over my head, food on my plate, people who care about me, in relative good health with a badass sports car in the garage be this fuckin miserable. I feel like at any given moment I could lose someone close to me and would have spent the last x months of their life consumed in my own selfish withdrawal from humanity instead of enjoying my time with them. Lately it’s been in my shell, into my temple of fear, shame, guilt, and self-hatred.

Dope has been on my mind constantly lately. It sucks that opioids will always be the little white rabbit I will chase. It’s the only place I could ever get any fucking peace and quiet. Peace and quiet from myself, and that toxic internal dialogue that I seem to never be able to shake.

When I play the tape through on using again, it ends up well in my mind 0% of the time. Those thoughts always buy time but I don’t know how much longer I can sustain this before I just say fuck it.

Caught in the middle.

For some reason I was just reminded of something that happened years ago when I was pulled over.

I thought to myself, "Oh, shit. This is it." Let's just say the timing would not have been ideal for a search and I was already starting to sweat and look guilty as hell. Just as the cop came up to my window, a bee landed on my side view mirror.

Before I said anything else to the cop, before he said anything to me I said, "Be careful, officer. There's a bee right there on the side view mirror."

To give myself credit, I did that out of genuine concern. A friend of mine was deathly allergic to bee stings, so I knew how dangerous they could be.

But when I said that -- that cop turned white as a ghost and stepped back -- he was TERRIFIED. He started speedwalking back to his car and called over his shoulder, "Your registration is expired," before getting into his vehicle and driving away.

It was so weird.

I guess he was allergic to bees or scared of bees or something because nothing, not even my crappy car that practically screamed "Probable Cause" was going to prevent him from getting as far away from that bee as possible.

And that, my friends, was a very lucky break for me. I guess the gods sent that bee or something.

Does anyone else have any stories of lucky breaks?

Is this possible and whats the bioavailabilty if anyones knows. I cant swallow pills anymore i just throw them back up

I’ve been taking tapentadol and oxycodone since roughly march/april 2025, mainly tapentadol since oxycodone is very expensive where I live whereas tapentadol is very cheap. I’ve managed to maintain it to a point where I still don’t experience any withdrawal but I feel completely flat emotionally and unmotivated without them and my body feels really tired. Up until a couple months ago I would really look forward to dosing and it was the only thing I thought about since I started, now I’m at a point where I’m really indecisive about what I buy. Usually everytime I would purchase drugs I’d buy as much oxy and tapentadol as I could afford, about 300mg oxycodone and 4000mg of tapentadol across 2-3 days. I feel indecisive now when I’m about to buy, like I’m conflicted on whether I should just buy a bunch of weed or get more opiates. Not really sure why I’m writing this out tbh I guess I just needed some advice and needed to vent. Everytime I buy weed instead of opiates I regret it and the weed feels like a shitty gas station high that I’ve wasted my money on. Will the feeling of desperation for opioids go away if I just numb it out with weed for a while?

I had the worst case of restlessness and insomnia after quitting fent/oxy/7 and subsequently using SR for far too long.

The restlessness and insomnia lasted for >2 months and I was going crazy. Gabapentin, Xanax, melatonin, Ropinirole, Clonidine, magnesium, NyQuil, Doxylamine, etc. Tried it all. Nothing worked. Legs (whole body actually) still went crazy at night.

Then I went on a trip to Asia where a friend working in pharma hooked it up with this new insomnia drug called Dayvigo (lemborexant).

It didn’t take the restlessness away, but it knocked me out in spite of the restlessness.

This is apparently a new class of drug called dual orexin receptor antagonists that essentially knocks out the “wakefulness” molecule in the brain rather than agonizing GABA or opioid receptors. As a result, there is minimal withdrawal / dependence risk and no high associated. You just pass out.

Furthermore, there seems to be some evidence of it helping with next day cravings as well!

Linking research below for those interested (much of it is on surovexant, a similar substance, but same class and mechanism as what I took). May be worth asking a doctor about!

https://www.nature.com/articles/s41398-025-03571-5

https://www.frontiersin.org/journals/pharmacology/articles/10.3389/fphar.2023.1127735/full

https://pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC7265392/

https://www.eisai.com/news/2020/news202025.html

I have 200mg ER tapentadols, they turn to a sticky gel when i chew them up, will leaving them in soda for a day dissolve them and make them ir?

Yes we all love that feeling opiates give, and that is what keeps us so attached to it.

Been in the game for some time, opiates dont really give me no euphoria anymore, but they sedate me, make me feel warm and detached. It also lets me have any kind of sleep.

Anyways, my stupid ass decided to fast for 2 days and then pop them bad boys. Long story short, about 40-50 minutes ago I popped the pills and went out to smoke a joint. for the past like 5-10 minutes i been vomiting on and on non stop, as you can imagine im not feeling anything even resembling good.

My vision is all fucked up, im out in the public around my neighborhood, and rn just trying to sit still to not trigger more nausea. With every second i feel more and more like imma blackout soon.

I tried heroin a few days ago. I bought a 0.13g of #3 and tried two separate experiments, one with insufflation and one with IV. I do not have much opioid tolerance beyond a kratom tolerance. I am European and the heroin was from a reputable source so it was not fent or zenes.

I insufflated about 15mg, then 20mg, and honestly found it to be underwhelming. I assumed it must have been because I was snorting the base and not #4. It felt like 60mg of DHC honestly. It was mild and mellow and didn't feel anything like how I expected it to.

I decided to try an IV dose afterwards because I'm a complete fool who wanted to see what all the hype was about. I injected a 10mg dose (i followed an injection guide for heroin) and within seconds felt a high that was very similar to 10-20mg of oxy but perhaps more sedating and less functional.

I was disappointed with the outcome of the experiment in one way, but also a little relieved honestly in another. I have now tried every single famous drug this year, including the big 3 (crack, heroin, meth) and honestly I found them all underwhelming. People talk about heroin and meth like it's "blow your fucking face off" euphoria and addictiveness, but I have not shared that experience myself. Meth just feels like smooth adderall no matter if i snort it, smoke it or take it orally, crack feels like pure anxiety in a cloud, and heroin just feels like sleepy oxy. I genuinely threw the rest of the heroin away (had ~85mg left) after that IV dose because I just thought "well if this is all that it is, then i am not interested in taking more", especially given the reports i have heard about heroin WDs and dependence being far worse than the positives it initially gives you. It's very weird because I really like other opioids, especially oxy, DHC and kratom, but heroin just felt basically like an inferior version of them.

I am very prone to addiction, and took heroin, crack and meth as the culmination of my self destructive addictive curiosity. My curiosity is satiated now and I am disappointed. Maybe this is the best thing that could have happened to me, because my brain is now feeling an urge to look elsewhere for meaning and satisfaction. Before I tried the big 3 my brain always had one step higher to explore, which kept me thinking about drugs, now I am ready to maybe finally get cali sober.

There is either something wrong with me or I did something wrong because I genuinely prefer kratom to heroin, which sounds ridiculous, but I am being sincere.

I had way more friends when i was on opiates everyday, now i'm very lonely, i cry about it nearly everyday and weed isn't working anymore.

Everytime i see a girl my age happy outside, i get extremly sad thinking about how i spend all my days locked in my home looking at the wall like i'm waiting for a train. But no I really just don't have no friends.

I'm starting soon a new job in an electronic factory but i don't think i will meet a lot of people honestly. I'm 20 and I feel like there is already no hope left.

What should I do ? Go back on opiates ?

Like the title says why does it seem like after I’ve done a whole 40 I can’t get any higher even if I do another one even two or three more it’s like it just keeps the buzz going and is really satisfying to snort. but doctors will tell you it will be fatal to take that many is it like suboxone where there’s a ceiling effect? It seems like I get the highest off my first one in the morning after that can’t get no higher just keep chasing it

He wasn't a drug user, but was grieving the loss of his son (my cousin) who died in a motorcycle accident back in January. All I know is that on Saturday night, he swallowed an entire bottle of hydrocodone pills and was already dead by the time paramedics arrived.

Did he suffer? Did he go through intense sickness?

My heart is broken. Thank you for reading.

Got some Pharma Oxydolor 80mg. I have taken a bunch of these pills before orally and I also snorted a few. My question is if you can smoke these pills?
They are XR. I usually just wipe out the coating and crush it into powder and drink it in soda.

Took 8 mgs the other day. Thought it didn’t work at first cuz it took about 45 mins to hit me but when they did oh man! Lasted a decent while too. I’m taking more tommorow should I stay at 8mgs or try 12? Or just 4mg?

Watching a movie or even reading a book while withdrawing from opiates can feel like an otherworldly experience. ESPECIALLY if it’s a really dark or depressing movie. Your emotional response feels like it gets dialed up to a 100 and it can be very easy to get completely immersed in what you are looking at. If any of you out there are withdrawing and need something to watch, the movie, Heaven Knows What, is a super good addiction movie that most people havnt seen. If addiction movies make you uncomfortable then this one definitely isn’t for you but it’s based the true story of a friendgroup of homeless heroin addicts in New York during the early to mid 2000s.

Que puede pasar si tome 1mg de lz y quiero tomar 30 de oxy a las horas????