Don't Bring Your Vibrator to Rehab - A Somewhat Comedic Memoir

Pam Gaslow

Summary

Don't Bring Your Vibrator to Rehab is an emotionally frenzied memoir that reveals the terrifying and lonely world of addiction. After almost a decade of sobriety, Pam Gaslow relapsed into a life of dependency on marijuana, which nearly destroyed her. She recounts a devastating downward spiral that shattered her at forty-five years old. From bongs to pipes to flavored vape pens, she drifted and then dove into a two-year-long stoned void: a protracted journey to nowhere. Gaslow was the twenty-four-hour defunct addict living without purpose and barely able to function. And while she was aware that pot wouldn't kill her, she couldn't feel more dead inside.
 
At times hilarious and harrowing, Gaslow paints a raw portrait of a woman held hostage by her substance abuse. Eventually becoming sick from marijuana toxicity, she finally finds the courage to seek treatment. Her journey via rehab from an entirely checked-out, lethargic, hopeless, and suicidally depressed pothead to a sober woman with clarity and gratitude is told with honesty, intelligence, wit, and a remarkable degree of self-deprecating humor.

Available since: 10/15/2021.

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