Since the VH1 reality show’s 2008 debut, twelve of its alumni have passed away.
Celebrity Rehab was founded by Dr. Drew Pinsky to counter the tabloids’ depiction of addiction, according to a 2009 New York Times article on the set of the show. Pinsky, 65, was first opposed to the concept of receiving treatment on television. Following the premiere of the first season of the show, the addiction medicine expert told PEOPLE about his friend, counselor Bob Forrest, who persuaded him to get treatment: “He said, ‘I am so tired of people talking about rehab who have no idea what they’re talking about.’” They are unaware of the struggles and addictions that celebrities face.
The VH1 series, which ran from 2008 to 2011, featured a number of celebrities addressing their substance misuse problems in the Pasadena Recovery Center in California with Pinsky. Celebrity Rehab featured prominent artists, actresses, sports, TV celebrities, models, and more throughout the course of five seasons. Regretfully, following their performances on the reality show, twelve celebrities have passed away. Let’s examine their lives in more detail and how they openly discussed their difficulties in an effort to assist others.
If substance misuse is a problem for you or someone you know, please call the SAMHSA helpline at 1-800-662-HELP. Please call the 988 Suicide and Crisis Lifeline at 988, text “STRENGTH” to the Crisis Text Line at 741741, or visit 988lifeline.org if you or someone you know is thinking about taking their own life.
It’s funny how life tricks us, isn’t it? The frontman of Crazy Town, who was well-known for being insane both on stage and, regrettably, off, died in June 2024 at the age of 49. Shifty went in and out of dangerous circumstances during his career, including comas and DUI accusations. It was heartbreakingly obvious how much cocaine and medications affected him. “If I kept at it, I was going to die,” he once said to PEOPLE. My goal is to remain sober.
Tom Sizemore
On March 3, 2023, Tom Sizemore, the guy whose Golden Globe-nominated performances could have you riveted to the screen, passed away. His struggle with drug usage was more tragic than amusing. Paul, his brother, said, “He was bigger than life.” More than anyone I know, he has impacted my life. I am heartbroken by his passing and will always mourn him.
Frankie Lons
Every child’s worst dread is to watch their own mother battle addiction before giving in to it. Frankie Lons, the mother of Keyshia Cole, had a turbulent life. What a horrible irony it was that she died on her own birthday. The emotional Instagram post from Elite Noel, her daughter, stated it all: “My mother in a body bag on her birthday is the worst anguish I have ever experienced! My heart ached so much.
Kitaen Tawny
At the age of 59, actress and ’80s star Tawny Kitaen passed away quietly at her Newport Beach home. Her children Wynter and Raine verified their grief with a statement, “You gave her life every day,” following her diagnosis of dilated cardiomyopathy. We love and miss her, and we are aware that her legacy will endure forever.
McKibbin, Nikki
Do you recall Nikki McKibbin from the inaugural season of American Idol? She was generous enough to give her organs before she went away at the age of 42 from a brain aneurysm. Craig, her spouse, put it poetically: “Even in the end, she is still giving.” An appropriate homage to a giving person.
Jason Davis
At the age of 35, the voice actor that embodied a character in Disney’s Recess passed away from fentanyl overdose. His mother remembered him as a season 4 participant who “had a true heart of gold with such a zest for life.”
Chyna
On April 17, 2016, Chyna, a formidable WWE performer, passed away. The mixture of drugs in her system was the accidental offender. Her life served as an example of publicly facing one’s inner problems while clinging to hope.
Mindy McCready
On February 17, 2013, Mindy McCready, a country music vocalist with a beautiful voice, suddenly passed away. She dealt with alcohol and opioid addictions on the show, and her end was clouded in sadness following the suicide of her boyfriend. A terrible domino effect.
Joey Kovar
Joey Kovar, a reality star from The Real World: Hollywood, passed away suddenly at the age of 29. A life that appeared to be headed toward happiness was ended by opioid abuse. With regret, his brother remarked, “He had turned into such a happy person.” I’m still not really clear what transpired.
Rodney King
On June 17, 2012, the civil rights activist passed away at the age of 47. King’s stress from the vicious assault he suffered in 1991 at the hands of LAPD cops drove him to battle substance usage. Alcohol, marijuana, PCP, and cocaine all had a nasty part in his death; he was discovered drowning in his swimming pool.
Jeff Conaway
The well-known face of Grease actor Jeff Conaway concealed personal troubles. On May 27, 2011, the man who lighted up Broadway and little theaters alike passed away. He battled his addictions all the way to the end, but his job and the people in his life gave him comfort.
Mike Starr
To wrap up this solemn homage, on March 8, 2011, Alice in Chains’ Mike Starr overdosed on prescription drugs. Friends, family, and fans came together for an open memorial service in Seattle to honor a life that inspires people via music.
My Husband Brought Home an Unknown Girl Instead of Our Son from Kindergarten – I Was Shocked When I Found Out Why
“We don’t have a son anymore.” When Emily’s husband returns from school pickup with a stranger’s child instead of their son, her world implodes. His chilling explanation only deepens her worry and leaves her wondering if her husband has gone too far.
A headache had been pounding behind my eyes all afternoon, each throb making the world pulse like a bad dream. When Michael offered to pick up Ethan from kindergarten, I could’ve cried from relief.
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Between the budget reports at work and the constant worry about my mom’s declining health, my brain felt ready to explode.
“You’re sure?” I asked, already sinking into the couch cushions. “I know you have that conference call with Singapore…”
“I’ll reschedule.” He grabbed his keys, the metal jangling too loud in my sensitive ears. “The market analysis can wait. Get some rest, Em. You look like death warmed over.”
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“Always the charmer,” I muttered.
Michael tended to make snap decisions, which bugged me occasionally, but at least today it worked in my favor.
I must’ve dozed off because the next thing I knew, the front door was creaking open. Something felt wrong. The usual thunder of Ethan’s footsteps was missing, replaced by an eerie silence that made my skin crawl.
There was no excited chatter about playground adventures, no backpack hitting the floor with a thud, and no demands for after-school snacks.
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I pushed myself up, squinting against the afternoon light. Michael stood in the doorway, but instead of our son’s Spider-Man backpack and mess of brown curls, I saw a tiny girl with braids, wearing clothes that looked a size too small.
Her brown eyes darted around our living room like a trapped animal, taking in the framed family photos and Ethan’s scattered Legos.
“Where’s Ethan?” My voice came out scratchy and uncertain. The pounding in my head intensified like a drum beating out a warning I couldn’t quite understand.
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Michael’s face was blank, eerily calm. “We don’t have a son anymore.”
The words hit me like a physical blow. “What?” I stumbled to my feet, headache forgotten. “What are you talking about? Where is our son?”
He set the little girl down on the couch, his movements deliberate and controlled. “This is Mia. She’ll be staying with us for a while.”
“Michael.” I grabbed his arm, forcing him to look at me.
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My fingers dug into his sleeve hard enough to leave marks. “Tell me where our son is right now.”
“He’s safe,” Michael said, his voice cold in a way I’d never heard before. “He’s with Mia’s family. And he’s staying there until he learns some valuable lessons about kindness and gratitude.”
“What did you do?” The room spun around me, and I had to grip the back of the couch to stay upright. “You can’t just… that’s kidnapping! Have you lost your mind?”
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“It’s not kidnapping. I spoke with Mia’s mother. We agreed this would be good for both children.” He loosened his tie, a gesture that usually meant he was settling in at home. The normalcy of it made me want to scream.
“Good for—” I broke off, staring at the little girl who sat perfectly still, her hands folded in her lap. She looked like she was trying to disappear into the cushions. “Michael, this is insane. What did Ethan do that was so terrible?”
His jaw tightened. “He’s been bullying Mia. He made fun of Mia’s cardboard dollhouse and called it trash. And he told everyone her family must be too poor to buy real toys.”
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He ran a hand through his hair, messing up his usually perfect parting. “But it’s more than that. Lately, he throws fits when he doesn’t get exactly what he wants. He broke his new tablet last week because the game wouldn’t load fast enough.”
Michael looked me dead in the eye then and said, “Our son has become entitled, Emily. Spoiled. He needs to learn what it’s like on the other side.”
I sank onto the couch, my mind racing.
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Yes, Ethan could be selfish sometimes — what five-year-old wasn’t? We’d been working on it, trying to teach him about sharing and gratitude. But this…
“There had to be better ways to handle this,” I muttered. “Timeout, taking away privileges—”
“Those don’t work anymore.” Michael’s voice softened slightly. “Em, he needs to understand. Really understand. Words aren’t enough. Sometimes you have to feel something to learn from it.”
I looked at Mia again.
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She was thin, with careful eyes that seemed too old for her face. When she caught me watching, she gave me a tiny, hesitant smile that broke my heart.
“Hi, Mia,” I said gently. “Are you hungry?”
She nodded, and something in my chest twisted. I knew Michael was wrong about this, but I also knew that look. It was the look of a child who wasn’t used to being asked what they needed.
“Let’s get you something to eat,” I said, standing up.
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Once I’d settled Mia in the kitchen with a plate of chicken nuggets and fries, I pulled Michael aside for a serious adult conversation.
“I still can’t believe you did this without consulting me,” I said in a low voice. “It was impulsive and wrong. That little girl is so confused, and I bet Ethan is, too. And I’ll only agree to this experiment if we go over to Mia’s house today and explain everything properly to Ethan.”
Michael nodded. “You’re right, it was impulsive, but this will teach Ethan gratitude and humility in a way we never could. You’ll see.”
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The drive to Mia’s house felt surreal. We passed from our neighborhood of manicured lawns and SUVs into a part of town where apartment buildings with broken windows loomed over littered sidewalks.
A group of men huddled around a burning trash can, and I found myself checking that the car doors were locked.
Mia’s house was small, with peeling paint and a chain-link fence. The yard was neat though, with carefully tended flowers growing in old coffee cans.
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Inside, I found my son sitting on a worn couch, his eyes red from crying. When he saw me, he launched himself into my arms with such force that we nearly fell.
“Baby,” I whispered, holding him tight. “I need you to listen to me, okay?”
I pulled back to look in his eyes, those familiar hazel eyes that usually sparkled with mischief. “What you did to Mia wasn’t kind and I know you could do better. Your dad and I love you so, so much that we want to help you be better, okay? This… this swap is to help you understand why kindness matters.”
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He nodded, lower lip trembling. “I’m sorry, Mommy. Can I come home now?”
My heart cracked. “Not yet, sweetheart. But soon.”
Over the next few days, something shifted. Ethan helped Mia’s mom with dishes and laundry, learning how much work goes into keeping a home running when you can’t afford a cleaning service.
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He played with Mia’s siblings, sharing the few toys they had. He watched Mia’s mom count out food stamps at the grocery store and saw how she stretched every dollar until it screamed.
Meanwhile, Mia bloomed in our house like a flower finally getting sun. She drew pictures, played with Ethan’s games, and slowly began to trust that there would always be enough food at dinner.
The first time I made pancakes for breakfast, her eyes went wide with wonder.
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“We can have breakfast food in the morning?” she asked, and I had to leave the room so she wouldn’t see me cry.
When the swap ended, both children were changed. Ethan hugged Mia and then presented her with his favorite action figure.
“Maybe I can come play sometimes? Mom said we could have playdates.”
Mia’s whole face lit up. “Really? You’d want to?”
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That night, Michael and I sat on the porch swing. The evening air was thick with the scent of jasmine from our neighbor’s garden.
“It was still wrong,” I said quietly. “But I understand why you did it.”
He took my hand, his grip tight. “I was terrified the whole time. I was afraid I’d ruined everything, that you’d never forgive me… that something terrible would happen to him…”
I squeezed his hand back, watching the stars come out. Sometimes love meant making impossible choices.
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Sometimes it meant learning to forgive — others and ourselves. “We need to talk about your tendency to make unilateral decisions about our son.”
“I know.” He sighed. “I just… I couldn’t bear the thought of him growing up to be one of those people who never see beyond their privilege, who think the world owes them everything. Like I was before I met you.”
I leaned my head against Michael’s shoulder, listening to the crickets sing.
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Tomorrow we’d deal with the aftermath, but tonight, in this moment, I could feel something healing — not just in our child, but in all of us.
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