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Trooth,
I hear you when you say one is more important than the other in the long run. I couldn't agree with you more.
BTW, I read your story and that brings back some memories of myself 10 or 12 years ago. I used to get drunk and get into coke once in a while. I would tell myself that I was only going to spend $100 and somehow that never ended up being enough. I hit my rock bottom with coke when my father caught me the day after I had a big party at my house. He stopped by to say hi, opened the door and there I was, in my finest hour. I had been drinking and snorting all night and I was a disgusting mess. I was sitting in on living room floor, in my underwear, with my back propped against the couch and my glass coffee table pulled up to my chest. I had coke all over the table and I was trying to snort more but I could hardly get my head off the table I was so messed up. All I remember was looking up at him and he said "what the F##K." It took three days to recover from being strung-out and hung-over. My dad never said anything to me afterward and I never did coke again.
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-Brent
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