I always thought it strange that someone as seemingly mature as Demi Moore would date and marry the guy who created MTV’s Punk’d, until I heard this. According to TMZ, Demi Moore’s recent trip to rehab may have been spurred by the excessive use of nitrous oxide cartridges. Yes, a grown-ass, 49-year-old woman was reportedly engaged in a pastime most of us moved on from sometime around when we still had to ask our parents to borrow the car.
Allegedly, Demi has also been generally spiraling out of control with prescription drug use and anorexia in the time leading up to and following her public split with her ex, Ashton
Doucher Kutcher. Having been through divorce myself, I sympathize pretty hard with Demi—I really do. To say that divorce is rough is putting it mildly, especially in those first few months. I’d be lying if I said that, in the beginning of my own split, I never forgot to eat (for days) or decided a bottle of wine was: a) a really good meal supplement, and b) a single serving. I will even admit that I took more than the recommended dose of Xanax on at least one occasion, not because I was having a true panic attack, but because I desperately wanted to numb myself for a few hours. But I also think it’s important to draw a line with regard to self-abusive behavior, and I think a good place is somewhere in front of “inhaling gases that inhibit oxygen from reaching the brain.” Not just because they can cause brain damage or seizures, but because you’re 49 friggin years old, lady. Whip-its, Demi? Really?
I hope the talented and beautiful Ms. Moore is getting the help she needs and that she can rise from this whole thing like a phoenix. There have been statements made by “sources close to her” as well as by Demi herself, which indicate that she’s going through a period of low self-esteem, perhaps even a midlife crisis. And while that’s understandable, I hope she soon realizes that she’s one of the most gorgeous women on earth, a total 10, who has just been liberated from a lifetime married to a 5, a man whose best work to date is a Nikon commercial. Demi, you’re gonna get through this, girl. We’re pulling for you. But, seriously, no more whip-its.