Bridget Jones, step aside. This journal documents the gradual, exotic dissension into madness and despair, when a Sober Life Coach is paired with a drug addicted billionaire who refuses to follow directions. Their dysfunctional relationship, ultimately heading for a one-way trip to tragedy. A perfect diabolical mix of humor, mutual hatred, and ass-kissing. Chloe knew of the recent trend of hiring Sober Coaches (as sober bodyguards) where they would accompany their client 24/7 to prevent them from relapsing. Chloe was well qualified. She had sobriety and what amounted to a psychology degree in bullshit and deception. Questions was, did she want to put her personal life on hold for an entire year so she could travel with someone who might potentially relapse, overdose, and die on her? Was it worth the risk? These questions could only be answered by accepting the job and the adventure. "It's 'The Devil Wears Prada' meets 'Girl, Interrupted'"