Heroin Diaries
Wow. I just finished reading Nikki Sixx's book. First I want to Congratulate Nikki - not so much for getting off the night train, but for getting off the self-pity train. There were times in the book when I thought, "Dude, we get it, you hate your parents - move on!" But Nikki's experiences helped me to understand how fucked up a person can become if they don't have parental, or at least unconditional, love in their life. I'm truly blessed. I was at the Oakland Coliseum show where Motley finally confronted Nikki because he nearly missed the show. Apparently they were considering throwing him out of the band, but didn't do a damn thing to help Nikki, cuz they were all using too. Of course, I had no fucking idea! I was partying with my pals and enjoying a great day of music! It is amazing someone so fucked up can go out on stage and kick-ass, shitting blood and feeling like he was going to have a heart attack from all the coke. Obviously I was and am a million miles away from Nikki Sixx, but it just makes me think I should pay closer attention to the people around me...maybe they are suffering and I just don't see it.
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