Okay, I'm deffo buying this when I can find a cheap enough used/remaindered copy (ditto for Lindy West's book). I love me a good Autobiography of a Trainwreck, and it's been a long time since Jada Pinkett Smith's came out, so...
I wonder how pilled up she was at the time. Because that'll fuck your brain up. But she does admit she stopped forgetting her lines after Driver went full USMC Drill Instructor on her coddled, childish ass, and demanded she act like a professional. Too bad there hasn't been anybody else in her life willing to do that; she might have avoided becoming a complete lolcow.
Because she has a bottomless need for attention, and has two options by which to get it: put out work other people enjoy; or keep getting fatter while dishing TMI on herself and everybody she knows. She's chosen the latter.