I normally am drawn to reading non-fictional accounts of struggles with drug/alcohol abuse and the like, but this book made me very uncomfortable. Yes, it was about one man's struggle with drug and alcohol abuse, but it was more about his struggle with being a gay man in both NYC and LA during the height of the AIDS epidemic and his graphically detailed encounters with other men. Had I known it was more about his sexual journey rather than his struggle to become sober, I'm not so sure I would have read it, as that is not how it was presented as an overall read.
*Note in response to a comment made by a person named John about my review:
I am in NO way homophobic, as John, whom I don’t know, responded to my review. I am a supporter of ALL love. I just don’t care to read about ANYONE’S sexual journeys, no matter their sexual preferences, if I’ve chosen a book that is supposed to be based largely on someone’s struggles with drug and/or alcohol abuse. I’ve had trauma in my life for which I am in intensive therapy, so there are certain things which severely trigger me. I have to choose my books very carefully. If I feel I’m ready for a book involving sex, I’ll choose one. At the time I chose this book, I was not. That’s why I wrote the review I did. To call someone homophobic over a one paragraph book review when you don’t know them at all is careless and uncalled for, John. Please be more mindful in the future.