In Bobby Brown's upcoming autobiography, "Bobby Brown: The Truth, the Whole Truth, and Nothing But," which will be released next month, Bobby blames Whitney Houston for all of his drug problems! The New York Post's Page Six reports:
In his upcoming autobiography, Brown blows the lid on his wildly dysfunctional marriage to the troubled, Grammy-winning diva, suggesting that she drove him into a nightmare of drug addiction.
"I never used cocaine until after I met Whitney. Before then, I had experimented with other drugs, but marijuana was my drug of choice," Brown writes in "Bobby Brown: The Truth, the Whole Truth and Nothing But," out next month. "At one point in my life, I used drugs uncontrollably. I was using everything I could get my hands on, from cocaine to heroin, weed and cooked cocaine."
As far as his 15-year marriage to Houston is concerned, it "was doomed from the very beginning. Within the first year we separated, with several more to follow," Brown writes. "I think we got married for all the wrong reasons. Now, I realize Whitney had a different agenda than I did when we got married . . . I believe her agenda was to clean up her image, while mine was to be loved and have children." '
Okay, Bobby, so it was Whitney who drove you to cocaine, and not the fact that you've been a substance abuser your whole life. Yea, it couldn't be that you have a predisposition to drugs because you've been hitting the hash pipe your whole life. Nope, not at all, I'm sure.
You know what, Bobby, blaming your ex-wife for stuff simply just does not work! I mean, just take me for instance... when I was going through my first divore (and a nasty one, at that), I had to put up with a lot of stuff from my wife. Then, when I couldn't deal with it anymore and resorted to booze and hookers to cope with life... it didn't really work out as planned for me. Pretty much everyone in society focused on my morally deprived actions and said something along the lines that my ex-wife "deserved every last dime". So yea, I don't know if writing a book explaining how your life is a failure because of Whitney is really going to get you the sympathy you're hoping for. In fact, it might just reveal one deep, immovable truth... you're an idiot!
