I have never read a "true" story that reeked so much of fiction.

Sneaking out of a treatment centre to meet another patient in the woods? Wow, that's the treatment centre I wish to go to next time. Off to the crack house to rescue her? Happens all the time.

A Judge as a fellow patient? No safety concerns, there. Just throw him in with addicts and criminals.

However, I admire Frey's memory. Every work of every conversation, from the first moment he arrives is vividly recounted in tedious detail. That he remembers anything in the first few days of his arrival would be a miracle, but, darn it, this guy remembers EVERYTHING.

And miracle of miracles, there was no need for detox for this fellow. Of course not. That would only happen in the real world. WIth real people.

I don't know what other addicts would think, but this one can tell that the emperor has no clothes.

But then again, given most reviews, even a poor con man can fool those who know not, really, of what he speaks.

True to his "addictive nature", he manipulates the reader who simply knows no better.