Celebrity Rehab: The Horror
January 19th, 2010
Seriously, where is it? And that’s not the only horror we witness this week. There’s plenty to go around for everybody, not to mention all that healthy trauma.
I’ve had my share of trauma in my life. Without going into specific events, I’ll just say that I have more than a few things in common with these people. I had my brushes with drugs, abuse and some fleeting fame but the closest I can come to what some of them are going through is my cousin and how he was after Vietnam.
You had to walk on eggshells around the guy and never bring up anything to do with that period of time, and the only thing anyone ever said about him was that he was a confirmed bachelor. He still is and it isn’t because he’s gay. It’s because he’s got PTSD and never got better.
He wasn’t into drugs, though he did drink enough one night to spend a very entertaining evening in the local drunk tank. Most of the cops knew him and after a sit-down, he never did it again.
Still, every once in a while you could catch him staring off into space or he would ask us kids completely inappropriate questions, like did i know that it’s easier to carry someone while they are still conscious, even though your arms are slicked with blood. Or how he hated Nixon, almost as much as he hated the sound of a lawnmower. I never did understand that one.
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