I`d begun drinking all the time. We shot in New York City, so I`d be out to the bars every night till 3 or 4 a.m., then try to show up for a 6 o`clock call to stand toe to toe with Michael Douglas and handle 50% of a scene. How could that work? Yet there I was, the guy that struck gold, looking around at dawn to find that the only one still partying was me. I`d be drinking away, doing blow [cocaine], popping pills, and telling myself I wasn`t an addict, because there wasn`t a needle stuck in my arm. Talk about mixing up fantasy and reality! My true addiction was alcohol. The extra toxic boosters just helped me shore up the wall between my celebrity self and my real self. The questions I was running from were: `Is this success all a fluke? Had I been fooling everybody so far? Will I get caught?` It was easy to get hammered and messed up. But in doing so, I buried my self-respect, I buried my self-esteem, I buried my creative drive, and I damned near buried myself. - On filming Wall Street (1987) and his life at the time.
Charlie Sheen