International Overdose Awareness Day

International Overdose Awareness Day (IOAD) is the world’s largest annual campaign to end overdose, remember without stigma those who have died from overdose, and acknowledge the grief of the family and friends left behind.

That’s a wrap for #IOAD2023 – thank you to the global community that made this year’s IOAD bigger than ever.

The IOAD 2023 theme “Recognizing those people who go unseen” is about acknowledging people in our communities who are affected by overdose but might go unseen in the crisis. Learn more about the 2023 campaign here.

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Tributes to lost loved ones

To my oldest son...Austin; You were one of a kind. Big heart, beautiful soul, an honor to be your mother. You fought addiction harder than I have seen anyone else try. You also had bipolar, which was very difficult for you to face. But once again you took that on too and did your hardest to battle that problem as well. Thank you for being you and for loving your family and friends to the fullest. You are missed by us all. See you one day soon.... Love Mom

Mom....Ann Roberts

Alex Fitzgerald - The love ❤ of my life, my soul mate, I will never forget you as the pain in my broken 💔 heart won't let me 😭

Mel

My beautiful Samantha lost her battle with addiction on March 1, 2016. Her battle was quick and intense. My Sam was intelligent, quick witted and had a fantastic giggle. People loved her instantly. Although she lost her battle with the addiction she won this war because she is free of the addiction now. I have a beautiful guardian angel. My Sam you will always be young, you will always be beautiful! Samantha Lee 03/27/95-03/01/16

Kelly

Kyle Ryan Brown Passed away to a Fentanyl overdose on October 5 2019 ( Kingston Ontario) Another needless death, leaving a heartbroken family! Posted 01/12/2019

Anthea

My son died today I wailed today He's rolling free in waves of joy today I laughed today I gave thanks today I loved today In it I'll stay No sad for me Only joy for me A mothers day

Angela

Remembering my nephew, Brenden today. A wonderful young man who struggled and fought hard. He is messed every day.

Heidi

To my beautiful son Max 1989-2015. There is not a day that goes by that I and your brothers and sister don't think of you. I miss you so much. Your kindness knew no bounds. Your laughter filled my heart. Your brilliance Max, from the day you were born you shone so bright, you drew everything and everyone to you, effortlessly because you made everyone feel good about themselves. Your wit, your kindness, your generosity, and that amazing sense of humor is so missed . I miss that beautiful face of yours and the sound of your voice. I am so sad that you are not here to grace the world with the gifts you entered it with. I love you Max, Mom x0x

Kate

Sarah.. I will love you forever, you'll always be my first little sister. I will miss you as long as I live. Addiction made you feel isolated enough to take your own life by overdose. I wish I could have saved you. I'm sorry that you were let down.

Denise

I am remembering Kelly Best, my daughter's best friend, who died from a fentanyl overdose January 3, 2015 at the age of 19. I am also thinking about his brother Kayle who is battling addiction.

Colleen

Almost a year and a half ago, my dad, Arthur Elswic, passed away from a heroin overdose. I was 14. Lets work together, so people my age, younger, and older, are no longer affected by overdose. Save Lives.

Posted 31/08/2018

Megan

There is hope. Pray that you all find a way out. Jordon forever 26

Jordon

To: My Son, Bob Glatfelter My mind still cannot grasp the reality that you are actually gone. My heart aches and I miss you so very much each and every day, the pain is sometimes unbearable. I know you fought hard to overcome your addiction, but the demons were just much stronger. I miss you so much every day. I will not let you be forgotten and I will continue to fight for those still struggling with addiction. I love you my angel. Fly free. Love, Mom

Vickie Glatfelter

You are missed loved and remembered by Your children and grandchildren

Luanne

There are all kinds of addicts, I guess. We all have pain. And we all look for ways to make the pain go away. So our Addiction begins with the hope that something ‘out there’ can instantly fill up the emptiness inside. To us our thought of what life means to us is determined not so much by what life brings to us as by the attitude we bring to life; not so much by what happens to us as by our reaction to what happens. There's no discrimination to addiction. Good people are good because they've come to wisdom through failure. We get very little wisdom from success, you know… One who doesn't try cannot fail and become wise. We often feel isolated and not apart of the world around us. If I accept you as you are, I will make you worse; however if I treat you as though you are what you are capable of becoming, I help you become that. Through recovery we learn to be human with feelings, where we try to enter society once again. As human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world… as in being able to remake ourselves. We try to give up on the addiction and sometimes it's a process to fail, try again. Using the tools we learned in recovery to recognize the things around us and to put our coping skills into play but sometimes the familiar lifestyle is hard to let go. The people, places, things, and most of all the constant the chaos. We don't see how being bored is to relax and admire the precious things that are around us that we could not see when we were using. It's Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, vision cleared, ambition inspired, and success achieved.

Carrie

My dearest, sweetest boy who was loved 'big much' by so many, none more than me --- as you said in a birthday card to me once.... I miss you every minute of every day. You are the love of my life....I hope you are dancing among the stars you loved so much.....Mom (Jeff Cullen, 27, March 2, 1981 - August 5, 2008)

Denise Cullen

Mike, Patrick, Deirdre, Malcolm, Cindy, too young, too soon, the good times remembered always

Simon

In memory of my beautiful brother Tanner Edward Thorne. Born: September 27th, 1982 Died: June 2nd, 2007
Ten years gone, but never ever forgotten. I love you, sweet brother. I will carry on in your memory in all that I do. You are missed.

Everett, Washington USA

Sydney Marshall

To my Beautiful Son Shawn. We will always celebrate your beautiful life, love and laugh. On Sept 30, 2012 heroin took you away from us at only 22 years old. You tried so hard and your many, many devoted friends tried so hard to help you. You were only home and out of rehab for 3 days when your brother Nicky found you unresponsive on the kitchen floor on the day before his 24th birthday. Shawn, you are so loved and missed. You will always be the most loveable, loyal, wittiest, funny and charming kid. You have so many loving friends and family who miss you. We miss calling you our "Ferris Buehler" , a nickname we gave you because like the character in the movie you were so charming and loved by everyone. You were voted as having "the best laugh" in the yearbook because your laugh was so amazing and contagious and lit up a whole room. Now we will never hear that laugh again because of an Oxycontin prescription which turned into an addiction which turned into a heroin addiction. Shawn you were and always will be everyone's love, everyone's best friend, everyone's soulmate. I am so thankful that I was chosen to be your mom for 22 years. You are and always will be my baby faced ninja turtle. I love you Shawn. My heart breaks every second of every day to think that you will not be here to be a little brother to Nicky and a big brother to Jessica but God must think you're really someone special to take you into His kingdom to be happy forever. God only takes the good ones. Shawnie, you were always loyal to everyone and true to your own spirit. You will be in our hearts forever. My baby you will always be. Soar my ninja turtle. Soar. And we will never forget.... Still I Rise. Love, mommy

Mommy

To those of us that didn't make it to recovery and to those putting the work in every day to get themselves and others to realize the possibility of a life where you can experience joy and live with the bad times without dependency. I tried my best for you. I wake up sobbing, have panic attacks in public just like I did this morning, but I'm trying my best to heal. We all are. I know you would just want me to be happy, but it's hard when you aren't able to move an inch without being reminded of the people you loved. It's hard when there is no closure. There is nothing but old bills from the hospital and text messages you all saved- warnings I had written, messages of support, numbers you could call, moments of clarity that you wanted to share, thank yous for convincing you to get into treatment, admissions of relapse and bad days, photos of us. I remember you squeezing my hand and as it turned blue causing alarms to blare, sleeping in the ICU waiting to see you and singing to you, hoping you could hear me. I remember you waking up and believing nobody was waiting in the hospital with you and when I told you that we were all there the entire time waiting for you to wake up, you just sobbed because you didn't believe you deserved the love we all had for you. The thought of someone you love, that you see as a brother, thinking that they couldn't be loved that much by anyone- it breaks me. I remember finding your hospital bill months after you passed and seeing how US healthcare failed you, putting you into mountains of debt before you could even legally buy alcohol and seeing how hard it would be for you to reach financial stability in recovery on top of the guilt- you lasted a month before going back to your old ways. I saw your pain. You didn't need to say anything. I loved you. I still do. I remember your parents sobbing into my arms, asking me if you were calling out "mommy, help me" and tiptoeing around answers and comfort that I basically had rehearsed at this point in my 20s, telling them that you felt no pain, that you drifted off peacefully, that I know it was an accident, that there was nothing they could have done. I remember you sobbing into my shoulder when you were released from the hospital... your piercing blue eyes, bloodshot, hospital bands still on your wrists, saying you didn't know what to do with your life, that you didn't deserve the car your father gave you even though you knew deep down that he gave it to you because he loves you. You were so lost, but lost in ways that other young adults can only partially relate to unless they have reached into pandora's box as well. I remember the hugs you gave me after we sat at the park for a few hours, your class clown attitude melting away as I saw the real you, the real pain, the shame and then the bear hugs you gave me. Still throughout your own struggle, you still comforted me. I remember your funerals and memorial services. I remember looking at you, admiring how much you would have loved your urn. I remember thinking how good of a job they did to make you look like the person I called my brother. But I also remember those that showed up inebriated in front of their family and friend's that truly did try to help. You are all too young to understand how to handle the pain and the loss and the guilt of situations where you may have dragged them back to your world. Recovering from these things requires you to admit to things you regret. Talking helps. Survivor's guilt is real. Very, very real. You can't truly recover unless you make peace with your own mistakes. I remember being on the phone with you and your mother, driving to rehab for the first time and the one person you wanted to reach out to at that moment was me. But I also remember you leaving. How I couldn't convince you to stay. I remember taking you in, giving you a place to stay after being kicked out, a home-cooked meal that you said was the best thing you had eaten in months. It was a sandwich, love. You needed to eat. I remember seeing your body in the ICU; Without the clothes swallowing your body, I didn't see just how emaciated you really looked until then. I don't know how I missed the signs that things were much worse than I originally thought. I remember convincing two of you to go to college. You both wanted to be engineers like me. I promised I would help you with applications, your GED, studying, finding scholarships. I knew you both were capable of much more than you thought you were. You both were so bright. It hurt to see so much doubt in your eyes. I remember getting my first "you were right, I should have listened, please help me, I'm scared" text from you. It was deja vu. I had been here before and hoped it wouldn't reach this point, but I was glad to be there for you. I did everything in my power to help. I didn't want to be right about where this life would lead for you, but I unfortunately have seen it time and time again. I see the whole process. I'm not blind to it anymore. I saw the struggle and pain in the eyes. I remember everything. Every detail. It haunts me, but it's because I loved you all and I still do. I can't bury any more of my friends. I don't know if I would be able to mentally recover. I constantly feel guilty that I'm here and they are not. This beautiful sky is something you cannot see. One mistake and you were gone. You cannot recover if you are dead. People need to be given the chance to fight- increased funding for treatment centers, needle exchanges, mental health care, free narcan provided at pharmacies with free training on how to spot an overdose and proper administration, resources for loved ones to help them gain empathy for the experience of an addict, empathy from medical professionals, addressing homelessness, properly punishing the companies responsible for this epidemic instead of letting them off easy to make an example, provide closure, and fund programs to allow addicts to survive to the point of seeking recovery. Survivor's guilt of former addicts needs to be more publicised as well. Maybe there was something I could have said. Maybe if I didn't get in that fight with you, you wouldn't have moved away and I could have saved you if something were to have happened here. It's not your fault, but it is ok to not be ok. I love you all so much. I miss you every day. How is it fair that millenial and gen z's generation are dying before we reach 21? My friends should be alive. No parent should have to bury their child. I remember the nurse said "you got extremely lucky this time, but next time, you might not be as lucky." You're right. He wasn't. I know that nurse was trying to get through to him, but I don't think many medical professionals can see it from their point of view. The immense shame, the lowest lows, near-death experiences, the stigma- it all stops us from getting help. Please find it in your heart to listen to addict's stories. Go to an NA meeting, speak to people in this situation- especially the younger generation still filled with what looks like angst, but in reality is just a scared child, unable to function in this world because a drug has complete control over them and feeds on misery. Shaming them for trying to seek help only furthers the stigma against addicts of all kinds. Relapse is an unfortunate part of recovery for many, but please if you are reading this and struggling... please try a treatment center for methadone, suboxone or any other options to see if it may be something you would be interested in. There are resources for you in those places. It takes time to relearn how to be human, how to make small talk Know that once anhedonia hits and that pink cloud has let out from under you, that it is possible to move through it, to feel those emotions instead of hiding them away and numbing yourself. Pick up hobbies. Reach out to loved ones. Cut off all contact with people who are actively using- I know it is hard, but many will understand and respect it. Put the work in. You may be surprised at just how strong you can be. Hunter, Dennis, Carson- we love you.

Amber

My nephew James L. lost his battle with addiction, on November 11, 2017. He used fentanyl laced heroin and died. He was my buddy and we all miss him very much. He fought a good fight and our hearts are forever broken. He enjoyed fishing, sports and of course the Philadelphia Eagles. He also was attached to Mickey Mouse. We all hope the pain is gone and his spirit is free. Our lives will forever be different without him.

Posted 29/07/2018

Joanie

Our wonderful son, Adam, lost his life to a heroin overdose in 2012 at 22 years old. Our hearts are broken and there is not a day that goes by that we don't think about Adam. His brother is suffering daily, losing his only sibling. He was such a positive light in all of our lives. He was so funny and everyone loved being around him. He hated heroin and wanted to stop, but the craving was just too strong. After 150 days of not using heroin-he lost his battle. Life will never be the same. Forever Young-Forever in our Hearts!

Darlene

I am so proud of being your mom. I love and miss you hard. I'll leave the back door unlocked for you. Rest easy

Robin

In Loving Memory of Lindsey M

Amanda

To my best friend Zac, who lost his life to an accidental overdose. Instantly when I met him, and he reached out to me, to hang out with me, to want to be around me, I knew this person was special and genuine. I've never met someone who could bring so many smiles to so many faces. You helped me in so many ways and I tried to help you in return as much as I could, though always feeling coming up less, or never providing to give back for what I had received from you. I really can't even begin to understand how you being gone is going to impact my near and far future. I always expected to remain friends with you forever, growing old. You were a rare person; genuine, giving, always trying to make people feel better about them selves and yet never feeling fully whole yourself. I hope you know I had nothing but the the utmost respect and love for you, and knowing I can't call you at a moment's notice when I want to talk to you is truly one of the deepest pains I've ever felt. Zac was clean for almost a year and had one slip up. That is all it takes. Your impact on me and your friends and surroundings will never be forgotten, and your wisdom never taken for granted. Be at peace, I hope one day, after all is said and done, circumstances allow for our spirits to meet again. I truly cannot even begin to think what the future will be like without you. Love you more than words can describe.

Mike

To Robby, To my cousin who died at such a young age, you are greatly missed. I often think of all the great times we had when we were kids. We love you Robby, you will never be forgotten..

Adena

Scottie, My brother. You were such a beautiful man with a bright smile and squinty eyes. Your big bear hugs brought me so much security and warmth during the times we held each other. I wish I could have a million more of those hugs and be able to hear your laugh or see your smile instead of listening to videos and looking through pictures. Your death haunts me daily. The grief and thoughts of what could have been done and said. What more could we have done. I have never seen someone fight addiction as hard as you did and you did it all for your family. I wish you would've stayed away from this town; part of me thinks you would still be here if you did. It has been less than a year since you left us but it feels like a lifetime. I ache. Tonight I fell to the ground, wondering if you felt all the pain when you left this world. Were you scared? Were you at peace? Did you think about all of us who loved you? I am so proud of what you overcame when you were here and what mark you left in this world. Your daughter misses you. She is getting so big and looks more and more like you every day. I love you, Scott. I miss you like hell.

Posted 24/09/2018

Kaylee

Had I known it in time you won't have gone too soon. RIP my friend

Haobam Nanao

For my cousin Cody Peyton. Though we barely knew one another, we were close. Always there when I fell and needed help up. Putting a smile on everyone’s face. You should still be here with us. It is not fair, the one who caused the pain still breathes the breath that should be yours. Forever you are missed, but will never be completely gone. For you will live on within our hearts.

Anonymous

My sister I love you more than I can explain, I miss you more than I can express, I need you everyday still sister, though your no longer alive I know your at peace and no longer suffering, I promise to tell your children how much you loved them, and to tell them what a beautiful soul you were, I'll forever cherish our memories, your name I will speak of, I will bring awareness and hopefully bring prevention of drug overdose to others by speaking your name, I love you so much, and I will see you again someday, please watch over me you're now my angel.

Rosemarie

http://www.starksfuneral.com/obituary?o=1695-3qiTEws8X1 Murray

Theo Haskins

Raegan Nicole Marie Brown 11/10/2003-07/07/2018

Ashley

Lost our beautiful daughter, Kasia Jurczyk, last Sept. She passed on the 12th, then her daughter's father died the 14th. Their daughter turned 6 on the 17th. The aftermath of her death is devastating to the whole family, but more than anything we lost her. I must keep her daughter safe for the future and not let this disease touch her. I must make sure that Kasia lives on and saves others from here on end.

Brigitte

I lost my daughter Stacey Ann Phillippe to a fentanyl laced heroin overdose on February 17, 2016. She had 2 beautiful daughters who now have no mother. She was beautiful, intelligent, funny, and loved her family beyond belief. I sometimes feel like I can't breathe and my life as I knew it is gone. I hate this drug! It is ruining lives and cutting short so many beautiful lives. Stacey would have been 36 on 07/23/16.

Robin

I lost my oldest child, Brittni Renae Peel, on May 11, 2012 at the age of 22. The autopsy showed "accidental intoxification". It was a combination of xanax and methadone. She left behind her younger brother and sister. She had battled for at least 8 years, she would do good here and there or just got better at hiding it. Alcohol was her worst enemy and then she got introduced to pills. She had a heart of gold and would never hurt a soul, but she struggled, struggled every day, however I can say this, she would tell ppl all the time, you can believe what you want but I know, Jesus walks with me everyday and she would always tell me "mom, if God takes me thats his will, nothing we can do about it, but you have to live.." Miss that girl every second of every day.

Tina

I lost my first born Martiana Kay Gonzales 03/16/93-06/09/18 to a heroin/fentanyl overdose and would like to publish a tribute in her honor please

Posted 16/08/2018

Susan Curtis

For Kevin B> you've been on my mind a lot lately dude. Hope you're doing well up there.

Chicago, IL

Jenny B.

To my dear precious son, Ryan Taylor Moore, you've been gone less than two weeks today. I was on the way to take you back to rehab and you got out of my car and said you couldn't put your life on on hold and wanted to live a normal life. Well precious baby, you are now living more than a normal life, you are in the arms of Jesus. You were kind, big hearted, huge smile and such a tender mess. I prayed and prayed for God to deliver you and give you peace. He did, just not my plan. Your precious Madi and Amanda will always forever love you, as will your MJ and PD. We fought the hardest battle together right until the end, but heroin, like any other demon gets its stronghold and there are just no other words to say, other than I loved you, I'll love you forever, and I know I went down fighting harder than ever. I'll always wonder what more I could have done, but in the end, you are at peace and no longer fighting a fight that was already won at Calvary. You were my special needs kid and I wouldn't trade one second that I spent trying to love you and save you. May you rest in peace in Jesus loving arms. In memory of my son, Ryan Taylor Moore, April 3, 1993 - August 11, 2017........

Raleigh, NC

Kimmie P

For my big brother who passed on April 20th. Remembering you is easy I do it everyday missing you is heartache that never goes away. Kitchener

Julie

In memory of the young men and women that I've worked with over the years. I will never forget each of you: Jessica R, Mikey, Terry, Jacob, Ryan D, Tyler O, James W, Chad Z, Anthony Z, Matthew P, Andrew G, Amber K, Mike F, Randy I, Daniel P, Miles L, Brooke B, Amy C, Mike F, Pierce S, John L, Max H, Rachel M, Cody T, Joana K, Mike Y, Theresa C, Kim H Posted 28/08/2019

William Evans Hall

We would of been celebrating my daughter 16 birthday on March 19, 2019 but sadly I lost her on December 30,2018 to a Fentanyl overdose. My daughter and her father Justin Thomas shared the same birthday but sadly enough we lost her father Justin on February 8,2013 to a heroin overdose. WHY CANT AMERICA WAKE UP FENTANYL IS TAKING OVER OUR STREETS AND KILLING OUR KIDS ...WE NEED TO STOP IT BEFORE WE DONT HAVE A FUTURE LEFT...RIP ASHLEY AND JUSTIN I miss u both so very much....love mom Posted 30/03/2019

Katie Tom

Blowing in the wind

Wife

I lost the love of my life on feb 27th 2017, Michael, we were getting married, so many plans, and this drug took hold of you more than our love... You said we would be together for ever and ever, and Im here alone , not a day goes by my love that I dont miss you and still love you with all my heart and soul....You are my soulmate, my love, my man... I love you , Always Your Anna springfield,mass

Anna

I moved to Western NY 6 years ago and in that time I lost Joe, Mandy, Britney, Joe, Jake, Michael and Tony. I am blessed to have been clean and sad to have witnessed such great people not able to slay the dragon. Rest in peace, you're never forgotten. Posted 31/12/2019

Joey, I miss you everyday. You passed two months before our amazing, sweet, silly boy was born. “Do you think I can have one more kiss? I'll find closure on your lips, and then I'll go. Maybe also one more breakfast, one more lunch, and one more dinner. I'll be full and happy and we can part. But in between meals, maybe we can lie in bed one more time. One more prolonged moment where time suspends indefinitely as I rest my head on your chest. My hope is if we add up the "one mores" they will equal a lifetime and I'll never have to get to the part where I let you go. But that's not real is it. There are no more one mores.” Posted 20/04/2019

Caitlyn

To my son Ian Nicholas-Gunnar Nelson, time stands still without you here and you are missed more than anyone can imagine. You have traveled to Washington DC, Orlando FL, Italy, Spain and there are more places for you to travel. You are the face of the organization that I started in your honor and Picking Up The Pieces is saving lives and helping people get their lives and families back because of you. I remember when you were a little boy and you asked me why I gave you such a long name and I told you that people will remember that name and you will be famous one day, but I didn’t intend for you to be famous in this way. People see your face and they know who you are and that you are a gift. Forever 26 Love you Ian to infinity and beyond XOXO Mom

Michelle

Miss you buddy, always one of my heros. Love Chop and family. MVC

Chopper

To my beautiful baby sister Haley. May you be free from life's struggles and dependency. It was devastating to see such an amazing young woman get caught up in such a cruel situation. She was strong, brave and honestly fighting for her life back. The chains of drug addiction can be unforgiving and she just couldn't set herself free. At the young age of just 21 she passed away and now lies in peace. I love you Haley and can now only dream of you sharing special moments with me. May your mind be still and your dependency be relieved. You have shown me the value of life and how to manifest its gifts daily. Thinking of you always.

Courtney

In Loving memory of my beautiful son Matthew forever 17 . Forever loved and in my heart ♡♡♡ Posted 04/06/2019

Mary

CRIUZ SHEPHERD Always loved...♥️Never forgotten!! Be free my son!! Posted 27/08/2019

Trisha Shepherd

Just a little over a year ago I lost my 27-year-old son to an accidental fentanyl overdose. The pain is almost unbearable most days. I miss him badly. He never hurt anyone or anything but himself, and gave everything he had to others. Love taken too soon.

Charles Byers

International Overdose Awareness Day: 31^stAugust

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Overdose affects everyone. From grieving families to spontaneous first responders, the impacts of overdose are far-reaching and fall indiscriminately.

International Overdose Awareness Day: 31st August

International Overdose Awareness Day

Time to Remember. Time to Act.

Get involved

Get resources

Remember a lost loved one

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See the 2023 Event Map!

Tributes to lost loved ones

Posted 31/08/2018

Posted 29/07/2018

Posted 24/09/2018

Posted 16/08/2018

Overdose affects everyone. From grieving families to spontaneous first responders, the impacts of overdose are far-reaching and fall indiscriminately.

International Overdose Awareness Day: 31^stAugust