When it comes to relaxing, it doesn't matter what the topic of a book is, because for me reading is an unparalleled way to charge my batteries (unfortunately, writing reviews doesn't always sound tempting when I've already squeezed out words out of my brain all day). In any case, even when the book isn't quite as interesting as I had hoped, it completely transports me somewhere else. The Heroin Diaries really is another world. I read The Dirt about a year and a half ago, and I figured it would be time to read the solo book as well.

Now... I loved Sixx's portions of The Dirt, but this felt like a long-long version of them. It just got so mind-numbing to read about the hundredth time of shooting up, but I'm guessing that's the reality of living in this kind of plane of existence. The (often very negative) comments from Sixx and friends and past acquaintances did fortunately offer a bit of relief, hindsight, and a different perspective. Special mention to the very fitting graphic design, and there's also an audiobook for those who want to hear Sixx himself tell his story.

In the end, no matter how monotonous I thought the diaries were, their publication was nevertheless important and needed. Some people complain about celebrity books, but if they have an interesting and a valuable story to tell, who cares about their celebrity status? Not everyone has the same amount of money or opportunities, but if there's even the slightest chance to become something else than what Sixx used to be, taking that road could change everything. Especially because most people don't come back after dying.