Porn Pup RJ Danvers “Retires”, Checks Into Rehab For Meth Addiction

Porn Pup RJ Danvers comic book
Long absent from his blog, QC favorite RJ Danvers has moved to Ft. Lauderdale, Florida to work full-time at a comic book store. Oh yeah, and he’s retired from porn and checked into meth rehab. WHAAAT?!! We’ll let him tell you:

That’s not to say that I won’t one day decide to go back and make some more movies. Hell, I still have two unfulfilled movies on my Raging Stallion contract. Chris mentioned that whenever I’m ready to come back, the door is always open. I’m just not sure that right now being naked and in front of a camera is where I need to be. I’m really excited about finally being normal again.

Being RJ Danvers really took it’s toll on me. It’s not really a secret anymore, so I guess I’ll just come right out and say it. I ended up checking into rehab back in June to deal with my out of control addiction to amphetamines. Did becoming RJ Danvers cause me to become addicted? No, probably not. Did it help add fuel to the fire? Maybe, but no one got me addicted but me. And no one but me was going to get me out of it. Well, no one but me with help from my family and Howard. Thank God for them, because I’m sure had they not stepped in, I’d be dead today. My addiction is and always will be an uphill battle for me. I was using crystal for four years and was a heavy, heavy user for the last two. You don’t just snap out of an addiction to crystal as a happy, healthy, and productive member of society right off the bat . . . but I am doing my best to work towards becoming that. Recovery isn’t easy. Crystal has definitely left me with some permanent scars.

So yeah, I guess I just didn’t wanna leave everybody hanging, wondering if and when you’d ever hear from me again. I’ve always treated my life as an open book with my fans. So I guess it doesn’t really get much more open than this. This is the major skeleton that’s been hiding in my closet. And skeletons are only as scary as you allow them to be. Hopefully by coming out and saying that, yeah, I am an addict and I’m done with that fuckin’ bitch, Tina . . . that maybe some kid out there who’s still sick and struggling can realize that there is hope for him. Hell, if I can inspire young guys to stop shaving their chest hair, what’s stopping me from trying to inspire them to stop sticking needles in their arms?
If you’ve got a problem . . . trust me, you can stop. And yes, life does get better.

Oh RJ, you poor adorkable thing. Don’t you know you’re our superhero? You’ve shown us love on QCam, popped up on GWiP, shared your art with us, and stopped by for short and long chats! We’re totally behind you, wish you the best of luck, and will await your return with rigid dicks and fists. In the meanwhile keep blogging and we’ll keep reading!
At least he didn’t call it a full-on retirement like so many others—right, Malachi, Diesel, and Adonis? After all, he’s still appearing in Rear Stable scenes that’ll tide us over for a until his final Raging Stallion films. Much love, RJ!

Sep 25, 2010 By paperbagwriter 12 Comments