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I Lost a Friend: A Harsh Truth About Fentanyl Bought from a Mexican Pharmacy
I never imagined I’d be writing something like this. But today, I need to talk to you—not just report a story, but share an experience that’s both personal and painfully real. A friend of mine, an Oregon man I knew for years, died recently. The cause? Fentanyl poisoning. What’s more disturbing is where he got it—from a small pharmacy in Mexico.
If you’re like me, you probably think of pharmacies as safe spaces. Places where you can get help, medicine, and maybe even a little peace of mind. But things have changed—especially when it comes to medications purchased abroad. My friend had traveled to Mexico, like many Americans do, looking for affordable alternatives to expensive U.S. prescriptions. He trusted the pharmacy. He thought he was buying something safe. But what he got was a counterfeit pill laced with fentanyl.
Let that sink in.
Fentanyl is no joke. It’s 50 to 100 times more powerful than morphine. Just a tiny amount can be fatal. What’s even scarier is how easily it’s being disguised—pressed into pills that look identical to legitimate medications. Unless you test them with proper equipment, there’s no way to tell what’s real and what’s deadly.
I’ve read stories like this in the past, but it never hit this close to home. Losing someone I cared about has completely shifted my perspective. Now, I’m not just reading the headlines—I’m part of one.
And it’s not just my friend. The CDC and DEA have both warned about a spike in U.S. citizens overdosing after purchasing drugs from pharmacies in border towns like Tijuana and Cabo. These aren’t shady street deals; they’re transactions happening over the counter, under fluorescent lights, in buildings with logos and lab coats.
I want to be real with you: if you’re thinking about traveling for medicine, be cautious. Test your meds. Talk to your doctor. Know the risks. What seems like a budget-friendly solution could turn into a life-threatening decision.
I’m angry. I’m heartbroken. But more than anything, I feel responsible for speaking up. I don’t want anyone else to lose a friend, a sibling, a parent, or a partner because of a pill they thought was safe.
We’re living in a time where misinformation spreads fast, and counterfeit drugs are flooding the market. If you take away one thing from this, let it be this: don’t trust a label blindly. In 2025, with everything we’ve seen and learned, we need to stay alert and speak honestly.
I wish I could bring my friend back. I can’t. But I can talk to you about it—and maybe that will help someone else avoid the same fate. Let’s not wait until it’s too late to have these conversations. Let’s protect each other.