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Jeff/Videojetman – I'm really sorry to hear your news about your son and I do hope he improves, gets better and hopefully move away from the scene. I can only echo the points K-Rod made in the first reply to the post. It's gonna be difficult for both you and your son – I think all you can do is be there for him unconditionally for when he needs support.
In the early/mid 90s, I lived in Stoke-on-Trent a few years while doing a training course. There was a good music and social scene there which grew and grew, pulling more people in. It was the height of Brit Pop and everyone was buzzing. It was ripe for drugs and somehow more and more of us got pulled into it. Life seemed like a party. I ended up in a house sharing with mates, one of them being a dealer Called Starko – a larger-than-life character and cliche. The fridge would include, amongst other pharmaceuticals, large sheets of acid ready for dividing into little tabs for sale. After another year in Stoke, the scene turned bitter, disintegrating as people got sucked into darker places. It became like Trainspotting. The party was over. In the end, the only thing I could do to get out of the tail spin, was to stop everything, move away and close the door on that life. Sometime later, some of us including the dealer chap, happened to meet up again in London. It was very clear that there was nothing in common with these people any more, just like the end of Trainspotting.