Thursday, February 01, 2007

There Really Isn't A Choice

[My wife] said to me that I was going to have to make a choice—either cocaine or her. Before she finished the sentence, I knew what was coming, so I told her to think carefully about what she was going to say. It was clear to me that there wasn’t a choice. I love my wife, but I’m not going to choose anything over cocaine. It’s sick, but that’s what things have come to. Nothing and nobody comes before my coke.
R. Weiss and S. Mirin, Cocaine (Washington: American Psychiatric Association, 1987), 55. Quoted in Welch, p. 56.

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