Jive Bishop and The Surfettes: Surfing on

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Welcome to our support thread for anyone struggling with cocaine. Whether you want to quit, cut down or are someone whose life is affected, all welcome.
We offer non judgemental advice, tips, some absurd chat and most importantly lots of support and encouragement.
Come and join and we'll hopefully all help each other to surf the urges!

Why am i the only one that doesn't have a cool weak spot?! A fucking oven dish!!

Ah don't underestimate the coolness of the FOD !

Embrace your weak spot Serial

It was a very cool oven dish!

You are possibly the only person on the planet who gets flashbacks when you see an oven dish. That's really something.

I feel quite proud!

Hello Sweet Surfettes

Rick donned her cowboy boots, daisy dukes and cropped top last night. Although by the end of the night I found myself with my hands in the lasers wearing a pair of Calvin Klein big pants and a sequined bikini top

I must have drunk at least a litre of prosecco but I feel good today. Mr James was on the red bull.

I thought about you lot and honestly, last night was as good as anything involving e's or Charlie. Maybe it's because it was an Ibiza retro theme and I have the emotion memory of being off my tits... but i dont think so. I think its just cool to dance and stuff. And you don't have to stress about holding gear. It was a funny club - they have a pool and some people were naked! Really hedonistic.

I wonder if I should set a challenge? Go to a good, fun club with good music and go straight. Report back to the group with your findings. If nothing else it will be fun to get all done up and meet some new people etc. I think boredom is a big factor for some of you (if you don't mind me saying that).

What do you think?

I think I want to be you Rick. You've beaten an addiction but kept a great sense of fun and you can wear a sparkly bikini top in public.

I used to be mad for clubs and raves pre children, all drug fuelled frenzies admittedly. That's really when my love affair with coke got out of hand. I got off everything and stayed off, partly as I was unexpectedly pregnant, we moved and concentrated on our little family.

Then dh and I did it at a party about 5 years ago and started doing it on "special occasions" which spiraled into every weekend, twice a week, because we were happy, because we were sad.. the slippery slope.

I like your idea. I do have friends that wouldn't touch anything with a bargepole. Not sure if I entirely trust myself to not lose my head. I'm quite careful about accepting invitations to go "out" out. I probably do need to just take the plunge.

You're right about the boredom thing. It has somehow become my go to thing, my treat when the kids are in bed and my magic key to a great night out...
I'm also quite old now

Sorry, I realise you didn't ask for my life story. Just skim read!

It's okay, I like hearing people's stories. It's a big part of my job and it never gets old

If you 'lost it in the early 90's' you must be about my age. Unless you mean the 1890's (which were also apparently quite lively) Age is not just a number but it shouldnt define your activities and pleasures.

I bet when you stop tussling with gak you'll feel like a spring lamb. But only if you replace it with something real xx

The 1890's yes us Victorians knew how to Party, Tee Hee.

Agreed, cocaine is not a suitable anti ageing treatment.
Feeling like a spring lamb sounds very appealing..as does the Prossecco.

I think I have empty nest syndrome, don't quite know what to do with myself now DS doesn't need me so much anymore. I spend so many days/nights sitting in by myself that I crave a bit of excitement. I do have friends but no one nearby anymore apart from 2 very unsuitable men friends Time to change and get some new interests, I'm bored with feeling like this. Anyway enough self pity, hope you've all had a good day and well done for surfing. Rather embarrassed about my 'go me' and waving Pom Poms behaviour last night and then falling overboard with almighty crash. I'm such an idiot sometimes

Don't be embarrassed Hooch. That's a classic move of mine:
-Thurs..I'm feeling so positive, I'm not going to use..woo
-Friday..I'm a mess, my life's in tatters

It's hard when you get that little nagging idea in your head eh?

Pat yourself on the back for bringing up a nice popular lad with a better social life than you My teens don't need me like they used to and have started to get their own lives. You do feel a bit adrift at times

The devil finds work for idle hands

Hooch, if you could learn, do, experience anything - right now and not drug related - what would it be. Let's think about that and how you can make it happen.

I guarantee Charlie will not help this and will probs make it impossible. What is it?

(Tell me to fuck off if that's too direct)

Thanks Lost, just having that typical 'woe is me' day after feeling. Glad I'm not the only one whose resolve goes out the window but hoping we can improve on that.

Rick, what I really want is a nice man to do normal things with. Easier said than done. I've tried dating sites but normally ends in disaster. I'm such a fussy cow. Think it's better to meet someone in RL. Thinking of joining the gym, maybe I'll meet someone there. Thanks for your wise words xx

Rick's like our very own counsellor, this is great.

I'd like to have more family holidays before the kids are too cool to want to come, do more sport.I could probably do better at work

There's loads that I take for granted. I have a nice life but it could all fall down like a house of cards if my drug use spirals, I take my health for granted as well.
And no more days wasted wishing for the day to end because I feel awful.

I'd marry you Hooch! I think you're lovely.

Resolve is a funny thing. I think we all occasionally get those Spontaneous Overboard Situations (SOBs)

Sometimes I force myself to be all determined and positive because I know I've got a niggling craving and I'm trying to talk myself out of it.

Ha ha Lost, are we planning another wedding??

We can have it annulled if you meet a nice muscly man at the gym with capable arms

I had an SOB moment last night. After two weeks of stand-up, not even thinking about it surfing. Luckily there wasn't much and was in bed by 2. But we've got a birthday and a festival coming up, I may just disappear again.,,

I'm not a counsellor lol.

Why do you need a man to do nice normal things? Do them yourself. So what would you do?

Me? I'd have a horse. I love horses and it's in my future but it's not possible right now. Or I'd overcome my fear that I've developed in another sport I do. I used to be able to do somethings (keeping it vague haha) but I've had a couple of ribs/ concussion/ visible cuts accidents and now I'm frozen with fear of pain.

I'd learn how to make really good bread.

There's so many cool things and challenges. Meeting a nice normal man will surely follow being happy with oneself and being nice and normal.

Again, I don't want to offend - I'm just suggesting opportunities outside the quit, use, feel bad cycle. You can do it - you know you can.

I wish you could get your enthusiasm in a bottle Rick

Dusty I do equate festivals with drugs. Perhaps we can come up with some damage limitation strategies? You've been doing really well, surfing like a semi pro.

I know what you mean Rick, I shouldn't rely on a man to feel happy. I would just like some company, so bored of my own! I still might join the gym though... And find some other interests. In two years time I will qualify to go on a Saga holiday, now there's a cheery thought

Saga holiday? oh Lordy do they do trips to Columbia? Asking for a friend

I'm going to say goodnight now xx

I'm very enthusiastic but I also have a lot of dark moments of the soul. Joy - big or small is the only answer.

I'm sitting in my garden under my big tree watching the bats fly over between my head and the tree. Cicadas are doing their leg rub noise. Next door's ducks have a bit quack every now and then. Owl hoots. Beetle lands on me. It's probably boring but what more is there. Just sit and listen. Have a cup of tea, smoke a fag. Don't snort that nasty, caustic stuff and be all out of time with your surroundings.

Honestly, you all talk about giving up - you aren't giving up, you are gaining. Focus on what you gain. Even if it only hurts to begin with you are learning a valuable life skill in how to say no and goodbye and that you put yourself first. Fuck I sound like a meme.... over and out