Opioids Tramadol Buzz

[andrek159206]

I already spent my salary in oxy and look it was the first time I took it.

 

[andrek159206]

Tramadol is weaker but still, I feel like I need it all the time and I can't get the same feeling, Methadone I took once and I felt in the sky, but it's hard to get here.

 

[Zeke1977]

you definitely have a problem, but for me the biggest problem is to be without this problem because it makes me so fucking good, I don’t know, I haven’t reached the maximum point yet.

Makes you good, In what way?

 

[Zeke1977]

Tramadol is weaker but still, I feel like I need it all the time and I can't get the same feeling, Methadone I took once and I felt in the sky, but it's hard to get here.

I had morphine and Dilaudid once and neither did shit for me, felt no high nothing, never had methadone.
pits expensive for pills for sure but so far, finances are not an issue and wouldn’t be for a long time.

 

[andrek159206]

Makes you good, In what way?

I feel good using, euphoria, forget about problems, happiness, among others

 

[Dispatchick17]

A lot of people think tramadol is a baby opiate, and in some ways I guess maybe it is. However, I rarely ever took tylenol until I had neck surgery. My neck got extremely bad and back around 2010 or so, tramadol wasn't even a scheduled narcotic. My doctor gave them out to try and avoid heavier narcotics, when in reality tramadol can do some damage (seizure threshold) and is just as addictive as any other ANYTHING that makes you feel good. Tramadol just opened the door for me. I've been in pain management ever since, but it's not been an easy road trying to find something that relieves my pain. Just be careful. Just because it is a "baby" opiate doesn't mean it won't lead you down a dark path. Turn around while you still can, and save your tolerance for when you need it. Best of luck.

 

[tubgirl.jpg]

That is what I worry about, I don’t want to ever go down that path...was it money or the bigger high that took you to heroine? If you don’t mind me asking...

I absolutely don't mind. You have the right mindset. Before I was addicted to anything, I was curious about how addiction felt, not how it was perceived.
So, intentionally or not, subconsciouss or not, I wanted to be addicted to understand. Now I do understand, all too good....

It was actually two disc herniations in my neck, which gave me nervepain in my left leg and left forearm, felt like the arm was on fire and the leg was just numb. I could drive a 2 inch nail into the back of my leg without feeling it.
By the time I got this, I was at the end of the rope with Subutex. I had tried heroin 2-3 times before, but kept to subutex as that would get me high as fuck, and oxy and morphine, depending on what I could score.

So my doctor then prescribed med first tramadol and lyrica, codeine, morphine and eventually oxy.
I couldn't work, could barely move, so I spent the first two months just eating pills and shooting my tolerance through the roof.
And then, one day, I copped a bag of brown H from a dude I would later work for, selling heroin among other things.

By that time, I had smoked H a few time, had bought a baggie or two for my own intranasal pleasure, but I stayed away.
But this time, the pain in my neck, my body slowly breaking down, loss of weight and so forth, no energy, no more pills for a few weeks - one 80mg oxy costs about 1/3 of a one gram bag of H, so it was economical. And then, after that - fuck. It not only eliminated my neckpain, my nervepain and anxiety, but it filled me with a warmth I've never felt from any other substance. Nothing can touch the heroin high - no other drugs, no training, not falling in love, no sex or any other hedonistic pleasure.

I started selling my prescriptions to buy H, then got offered to sell for the dude I had been buying from when he saw me grind all night.
Then I had almost unlimited supply to H. AFter that, no other opiate beside high doses of oxy, does the trick.

You wanna know the funny part?
I fucked up my neck because a friend offered me a few tokes of heroin from foil the night before. I
was nodding for like 9 hours, my head going up and down constantly, wrecking two discs.

I've been clean now, since june/july, my longest period from opiates in six fucking years.
I still think about heroin several times a day, everyday, no matter what I do the thought of a nice pile of brown makes my hands goes sweaty and I feel sick, like I'm terminal with something.
What fucking irony, huh...

I've been hooked on various benzos, gabapentinoids, every painkiller available here, muscle-relaxants, sleeping pills - anything I could find.
But nothing comes near the cravings for heroin. I've done so many fucked up things I'd NEVER FUCKING EVER thought I would for my dope.
Hurt people I loved and cared for.
I'm in debt, probably will be forever, there are certain places I can never visit again cause I'd get shot or stabbed or beaten to death, which means there are people I probably never will see again and never got to say goodbye too. That fucking hurts more than anything. All the friends I let down.

Please, don't try opiates. You don't play with fire when you try opiates. You soak yourself and everything, everyone around you in gasoline, and one day you wake up, shitting yourself or puking, cramping, and you realize your caught. So you light the match and watch everything incinerate..

Didn't mean to make it a sob-story, it's just a laughable fucking calamity. The choices we make... Life is a truly wonderous monster.

 

[Real santa from Finland]

I have used almost every opioid and other med for pain and tramadol is overall superior to anything else. I'm a ultra rapid metaboliser and for me 400mg of tramadol equals some 100mg of oxy, and not speaking about the pain but overall opioid activity. Tramadol can be used for long times and stopped quite easily. Cold turkey on it and i promise you'll regret.

I have had max of 280mg of old oc oxy daily for years, now taking 300mg of tramadol. I only need a like few months brake from like everything to have my tolerance reset. I mean I can feel like 60mg of codeine in a pleasent way. I just can't sleep wo pain meds.

Im ofc physically super addicted to tramadol but that's it. I don't know is it the high dose baclofen I have taken years or something else but I never feel the urge to take something (I have almost everything one can be prescribed). I sure was mentally addicted to tramadol after the first year but it's like 12 years ago.

My point, I like my buzz now and then etc but save tramadol for pain. It's funny how overlooked it is on pain in many places. Tbh as said I'm a ultra rapid metaboliser of cyp2d6 so that's just my experience.

 

[PurpleDANK9]

I absolutely don't mind. You have the right mindset. Before I was addicted to anything, I was curious about how addiction felt, not how it was perceived.
So, intentionally or not, subconsciouss or not, I wanted to be addicted to understand. Now I do understand, all too good....

It was actually two disc herniations in my neck, which gave me nervepain in my left leg and left forearm, felt like the arm was on fire and the leg was just numb. I could drive a 2 inch nail into the back of my leg without feeling it.
By the time I got this, I was at the end of the rope with Subutex. I had tried heroin 2-3 times before, but kept to subutex as that would get me high as fuck, and oxy and morphine, depending on what I could score.

So my doctor then prescribed med first tramadol and lyrica, codeine, morphine and eventually oxy.
I couldn't work, could barely move, so I spent the first two months just eating pills and shooting my tolerance through the roof.
And then, one day, I copped a bag of brown H from a dude I would later work for, selling heroin among other things.

By that time, I had smoked H a few time, had bought a baggie or two for my own intranasal pleasure, but I stayed away.
But this time, the pain in my neck, my body slowly breaking down, loss of weight and so forth, no energy, no more pills for a few weeks - one 80mg oxy costs about 1/3 of a one gram bag of H, so it was economical. And then, after that - fuck. It not only eliminated my neckpain, my nervepain and anxiety, but it filled me with a warmth I've never felt from any other substance. Nothing can touch the heroin high - no other drugs, no training, not falling in love, no sex or any other hedonistic pleasure.

I started selling my prescriptions to buy H, then got offered to sell for the dude I had been buying from when he saw me grind all night.
Then I had almost unlimited supply to H. AFter that, no other opiate beside high doses of oxy, does the trick.

You wanna know the funny part?
I fucked up my neck because a friend offered me a few tokes of heroin from foil the night before. I
was nodding for like 9 hours, my head going up and down constantly, wrecking two discs.

I've been clean now, since june/july, my longest period from opiates in six fucking years.
I still think about heroin several times a day, everyday, no matter what I do the thought of a nice pile of brown makes my hands goes sweaty and I feel sick, like I'm terminal with something.
What fucking irony, huh...

I've been hooked on various benzos, gabapentinoids, every painkiller available here, muscle-relaxants, sleeping pills - anything I could find.
But nothing comes near the cravings for heroin. I've done so many fucked up things I'd NEVER FUCKING EVER thought I would for my dope.
Hurt people I loved and cared for.
I'm in debt, probably will be forever, there are certain places I can never visit again cause I'd get shot or stabbed or beaten to death, which means there are people I probably never will see again and never got to say goodbye too. That fucking hurts more than anything. All the friends I let down.

Please, don't try opiates. You don't play with fire when you try opiates. You soak yourself and everything, everyone around you in gasoline, and one day you wake up, shitting yourself or puking, cramping, and you realize your caught. So you light the match and watch everything incinerate..

Didn't mean to make it a sob-story, it's just a laughable fucking calamity. The choices we make... Life is a truly wonderous monster.

Thanks for sharing your story, it helped me thinking about life. Thanks alot.
Much love

 

[tubgirl.jpg]

Thanks for sharing your story, it helped me thinking about life. Thanks alot.
Much love

More than welcome my friend. Thanks for asking and hearing me out.
I hope you find your way, however crooked it might or might not be and wherever it might lead you. Just steer clear of Poppyland if you cherish your loved ones and life in general. Over n out capt'n

 

[Zeke1977]

I absolutely don't mind. You have the right mindset. Before I was addicted to anything, I was curious about how addiction felt, not how it was perceived.
So, intentionally or not, subconsciouss or not, I wanted to be addicted to understand. Now I do understand, all too good....

It was actually two disc herniations in my neck, which gave me nervepain in my left leg and left forearm, felt like the arm was on fire and the leg was just numb. I could drive a 2 inch nail into the back of my leg without feeling it.
By the time I got this, I was at the end of the rope with Subutex. I had tried heroin 2-3 times before, but kept to subutex as that would get me high as fuck, and oxy and morphine, depending on what I could score.

So my doctor then prescribed med first tramadol and lyrica, codeine, morphine and eventually oxy.
I couldn't work, could barely move, so I spent the first two months just eating pills and shooting my tolerance through the roof.
And then, one day, I copped a bag of brown H from a dude I would later work for, selling heroin among other things.

By that time, I had smoked H a few time, had bought a baggie or two for my own intranasal pleasure, but I stayed away.
But this time, the pain in my neck, my body slowly breaking down, loss of weight and so forth, no energy, no more pills for a few weeks - one 80mg oxy costs about 1/3 of a one gram bag of H, so it was economical. And then, after that - fuck. It not only eliminated my neckpain, my nervepain and anxiety, but it filled me with a warmth I've never felt from any other substance. Nothing can touch the heroin high - no other drugs, no training, not falling in love, no sex or any other hedonistic pleasure.

I started selling my prescriptions to buy H, then got offered to sell for the dude I had been buying from when he saw me grind all night.
Then I had almost unlimited supply to H. AFter that, no other opiate beside high doses of oxy, does the trick.

You wanna know the funny part?
I fucked up my neck because a friend offered me a few tokes of heroin from foil the night before. I
was nodding for like 9 hours, my head going up and down constantly, wrecking two discs.

I've been clean now, since june/july, my longest period from opiates in six fucking years.
I still think about heroin several times a day, everyday, no matter what I do the thought of a nice pile of brown makes my hands goes sweaty and I feel sick, like I'm terminal with something.
What fucking irony, huh...

I've been hooked on various benzos, gabapentinoids, every painkiller available here, muscle-relaxants, sleeping pills - anything I could find.
But nothing comes near the cravings for heroin. I've done so many fucked up things I'd NEVER FUCKING EVER thought I would for my dope.
Hurt people I loved and cared for.
I'm in debt, probably will be forever, there are certain places I can never visit again cause I'd get shot or stabbed or beaten to death, which means there are people I probably never will see again and never got to say goodbye too. That fucking hurts more than anything. All the friends I let down.

Please, don't try opiates. You don't play with fire when you try opiates. You soak yourself and everything, everyone around you in gasoline, and one day you wake up, shitting yourself or puking, cramping, and you realize your caught. So you light the match and watch everything incinerate..

Didn't mean to make it a sob-story, it's just a laughable fucking calamity. The choices we make... Life is a truly wonderous monster.

thank you for sharing and I’m very sorry that you had to go through all that.
I know the pain part, unfortunately.
I went through a windshield at 17, had had several surgeries since.
i guess I have been making the excuse that I’ll be ok with the oxy as long as I stay away from H.
maybe I’m wrong, I have been able to keep my usage down to what sounds like it’s pretty low over the past decade but it’s a lot higher in the last two year, since my last surgery.
maybe it’s too late, maybe it’s only a matter of time before I’m taking H. Just the way you described it made me want it, even despite all the bad shit you said as well.
I am going to try to avoid it and keep doing what I am now. Even the amount of oxy I take daily is really low from what I am reading on here.