Rehab
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"What are you in for?" "It's rehab, not jail. And you're not supposed to ask me that." "I've been here longer than nearly everyone in this room, I think I know the rules, newbie." "Alcohol." "Don't they know that all celebrities resort to alcohol or drugs at one point?" "Guess not. Why are you here?" "Drugs. The prescription kind. Mostly pain meds." "Oh." Note: this will deal with issues such as mental illness and substance abuse. Even more important note: if you need to talk, please contact me. Depression is something serious, and shouldn't be taken lightly no matter how glamorous society is making it seem. Smaller, more insignificant note: I know the cover says AU, but it is NOT an AU.
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He used to be one of TV's most beloved actors. He had the good looks, played the golden boy characters and had the voice that millions would be jealous of. He was in the spotlight and talked about daily, until one day he just wasn't. He just seemed to disappear, and with everything else going on, the mystery of where he went faded quickly, Hollywood moved on. I was one of those that didn't follow all of the Hollywood drama, but I knew who he was; everyone did. I never thought I would see his face on magazines again, and I never once thought that Hollywood's golden boy would be sitting in front of me with lifeless eyes and an attitude that warned you not to approach him. I never expected to meet him in person ever, but the last place I would ever expect to see him would be Rehab. In here no one cared who you were, all that mattered was the addiction and the fact that we all knew at this point our lives have fallen apart. Some would be put back together, and some were destroyed beyond being fixed. Nothing ever prepared us for the addiction we would face, but even worse is no one and nothing can prepare you for the up's and down's and the trials you would face, the unexpected people you would connect with, the heartbreaking stories, the late night talks, the friends you would make and the friends you would lose. Nothing could prepare you for the horrors and happiness found here that you would be forced to live with for the rest of your life. I thought my life was over, but I found the right people to help me through, I found out who my friends were, what the closest people in my life thought of me, most importantly I learned to live with my choices and move on, and it all started in rehab General Fiction - 9 Romance - 27 *Cover By Jessmb94*

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