I shouldn’t be mean. I’m really happy for her that she cleaned up her act and that she’s sober now and that she has the strength to put herself in the spotlight as an example of how to be sober and a mother (my dear friend Emily did the same thing last month in People magazine, and I was insanely proud of her and her courage). I just hate that she has a damn book out right now. I hate when any celebrity decides to “speak out” about a “difficult topic” because they have something to promote. And also I guess it kind of rubs me the wrong way that she’s been clean for like 11 months and all of a sudden she’s the end-all-be-all of sobriety, never to drink or smoke meth again. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Just shut up and get a few years clean, Jodie, then come back to the spotlight and tell us how you did it. We’ll still care.
I’m just saying. Really, Jodie, I’m rootin’ for you here, but take a step back, stay out of the spotlight and get a few years of sobriety under your belt before you run around the talk show circuit telling everyone about how you were Relapse City for the past few years but this time you are sober forever for realsies and you can prove it because you’ll have a whole year sober in December. Just slow it down, hon. People will still want to read about Stephanie Tanner smoking meth in five years. By that time, you can probably co-release your drug-addiction book with Mary-Kate Olsen’s.
Molls told us yesterday about Jodie Sweetin’s new book “Unsweetined” in which she tells of getting drunk at Candace Cameron’s wedding. You may think the most obvious question is “Where were her parents?” but for me, it’s “Candace Cameron didn’t have a dry wedding?”
In the most recent and riveting release of information, Sweetin admits that she was drinking and doing coke when she was on her sobriety lecture tour. Yep, she was doing appearances and giving speeches touting the benefits of sobriety and getting paid for it. Preaching a clean life as a means to fund your habit — not good.
The relapse started one day, just a few months after my GMA spot, when I got a random phone call from a friend who I used with and who occasionally sold me drugs. I invited her to my place. I was in an apartment at the time. I knew it was a really bad idea to invite her over but I wanted to test myself, I guess. We hung out, played cards. I told her I hadn’t done meth in a while. One thing led to another and just like that, I was back.
She also talked about giving a speech at a university just a few minutes after getting high:
I was living a complete lie. But unfortunately, guilt doesn’t make you stop. I talked about growing up on television and about how great my life was now that I was sober… The little bit of coke that I had done before the speech wasn’t enough to make me forget how bad I felt for doing what I was doing. The guilt was eating away at me. I was struggling to keep it together, but no one realized that. I finished. They applauded. Standing ovation. Just how I liked it. And it was over.
Sweetin admits she returned to her room tired but made time for one more hit. “I was just so tired. Tired of lying. Tired of pretending to be someone that I wasn’t. I took a deep breath and walked out of the lecture hall. I went back to my hotel room and buried my face in my hands. I couldn’t keep doing this. It had to end.But not today. I wiped away the tears and finished the baggie of coke.
Can we all just agree that addiction sucks?