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Yahoo
3 days ago
- Entertainment
- Yahoo
Pamela Bach-Hasselhoff's Toxicology Report Revealed After Death
Originally appeared on E! Online Content warning: This story discusses suicide. More details are surfacing on Pamela Bach-Hasselhoff's final moments. When David Hasselhoff's ex-wife died by suicide in March, she had multiple medications in her system at the time, according to toxicology documents obtained by Us Weekly. The Los Angeles County Medical Examiner determined she had taken Benzodiazepines, which decrease nervous system activity and are often used to treat anxiety. She also had Clonazepam (known by the brand name Klonopin) in her system, which is used to treat seizures and panic disorder, as well as 7-Aminoclonazepam, a metabolite of Klonopin, per the Cleveland Clinic. Bach-Hasselhoff's cause of death was not drug-related, per medical examiner records viewed by E! News. But her medical history wasn't the only detail shared in the report; it also shed more light on her state of mind before her passing. Bach-Hasselhoff, who was married to the Baywatch star from 1989 to 2006, had 'mentioned suicide last year, but there were never any attempts,' per the report. More from E! Online 16 and Pregnant Star Whitney Purvis' Son Weston Gosa Dead at 16 Vanessa Bryant Seemingly Addresses Pregnancy Speculation Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt's Daughter Shiloh Debuts New Name Hasselhoff—who has been married to Hayley Roberts since 2018—also spoke out in the wake of her passing. 'Our family is deeply saddened by the recent passing of Pamela Hasselhoff,' he said in a statement to TMZ March 6. 'We are grateful for the outpouring of love and support during this difficult time but we kindly request privacy as we grieve and navigate through this challenging time." Hasselhoff—who has been married to Hayley Roberts since 2018—also spoke out in the wake of her passing. 'Our family is deeply saddened by the recent passing of Pamela Hasselhoff,' he said in a statement to TMZ March 6. 'We are grateful for the outpouring of love and support during this difficult time but we kindly request privacy as we grieve and navigate through this challenging time." If you or someone you know needs help, call 988 to reach the Suicide and Crisis Lifeline. You can also call the network, previously known as the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline, at 800-273-8255, text HOME to 741741 or visit for additional resources.
Time of India
20-05-2025
- Entertainment
- Time of India
Mood lighting, baby oil & drugs: Shocking images from Diddy's hotel room after his arrest
Sean Diddy Combs' Shocking images revealed during the federal trial of Sean 'Diddy' Combs, showing the disgraced rap mogul preparing for "freak offs" at the Park Hyatt Hotel in Midtown Manhattan, despite knowing he was about to be arrested in September 2024. During the proceedings, his former partner Cassie provided testimony, following her previous allegations of coercion and mistreatment. Law enforcement images revealed Combs had arranged baby oil and ambient lighting in his hotel room, even though he had agreed to surrender to authorities, Dailymail reported. The evidence presented included small bags containing pink substances, pharmaceutical items, heating equipment and currency. Prosecutors identified some substances as ketamine and MDMA. Cassie detailed Combs' specific requirements for intimate encounters, including constantly burning aromatic candles that she described as 'super pungent and were mixed with oil and all of the other scents.' She also mentioned his preference for heated baby oil. Whilst Combs maintains his innocence in the sex trafficking and racketeering charges, his legal team argues the evidence pertains to consensual gatherings. Special Agent Yasin Binda from Homeland Security Investigations testified about discovering suggestive items and substances in Combs' room. These included lubricants, mood lighting, and various drugs. A prescription for Klonopin under the name 'Frank Black' was also found. The court also examined photographs showing Cassie with facial injuries from alleged incidents during their relationship. She described sustaining injuries at a Los Angeles hotel and in Canada, where she required medical attention. Despite these incidents, she initially chose not to report them to protect Combs. Cassie testified that their relationship evolved from professional mentorship to romance during her 21st birthday celebration in Miami.
Perth Now
19-05-2025
- Perth Now
Sean ‘Diddy' Combs' trial hear he allegedly carried drugs bag loaded with illegal substances
Sean 'Diddy' Combs allegedly regularly carried a designer bag containing illegal drugs and emergency contraception supplied by a dealer known as One-Stop. The rapper, 55, is on trial on charges including sex trafficking and racketeering and a court in New York heard on Monday (19.05.25) from Dawn Richard, 41, who worked for the music mogul between 2004 and 2011. She alleged during her testimony Combs kept a Louis Vuitton 'med bag' stocked with cocaine, ecstasy, marijuana, ketamine and Plan B pills, all provided by One-Stop, whom she identified as his regular drug source. 'He had a bag, a Louis Vuitton bag,' Dawn told the court, adding: 'One-Stop would come and supply everything. Cocaine, weed, ecstasy, ketamine and Plan B. It was always with him.' Dawn's testimony follows statements made last week by Special Agent Yasin Binda, who told the court a Louis Vuitton bag containing a pill bottle of Klonopin was recovered during a raid on Combs' hotel room in September 2024. Cassie Ventura, 37, who previously dated Combs and reached a civil settlement with him last year, also referenced the same pouch during her testimony last week, claiming he called it his 'med bag'. Dawn also described a violent episode in which she alleged Combs attacked Ventura with a skillet. 'He was yelling and hitting her,' she said. 'He told me if I ever said anything, I could go missing too.' When cross-examined by Combs' defence team, lawyers suggested Dawn had changed details of her story over time. She responded: 'I've done the best I could to remember. I saw what I saw.' Prosecutors allege Combs ran a criminal enterprise that used violence, drugs and coercion to control women, accusing him of sex trafficking by force and transporting individuals for prostitution. He has pleaded not guilty to all charges and denied any non-consensual sexual activity. Dawn's testimony adds to a growing body of allegations that have emerged in federal proceedings against the producer and rapper. Cassie was the first to publicly detail alleged abuse in her lawsuit in 2023, which was settled out of court. The trial continues at the Southern District of New York, with further testimony expected in the coming days. Combs denies all charges against him.
Scottish Sun
19-05-2025
- Entertainment
- Scottish Sun
Diddy carried ‘Louis Vuitton bag full of birth control and drugs supplied by dealer One-Stop,' says accuser Dawn Richard
Scroll down for the latest updates on Combs' trial DEPRAVED DIDDY Diddy carried 'Louis Vuitton bag full of birth control and drugs supplied by dealer One-Stop,' says accuser Dawn Richard SEAN "Diddy" Combs carried around a designer bag full of drugs and birth control that he was supplied by a dealer named One-Stop, his accuser Dawn Richard said on Monday. Richard is back on the stand after testifying about how the rap mogul allegedly beat his ex-girlfriend Cassie Ventura with a skillet - then told Richard she could "go missing" if she told anyone about it. 4 Sean Combs raises his hands as singer Dawn Richard points him out during Combs' sex trafficking trial in New York City on May 16, 2025 Credit: Reuters 4 Richard arriving to the US Courthouse in Manhattan to testify in Combs' federal trial on Monday Credit: Reuters 4 Combs carrying his Louis Vuitton pouch at London Heathrow airport in January 2011 Credit: Alamy 4 Combs listens as his former girlfriend Cassie Ventura testifies at his sex trafficking trial last week Credit: Reuters Combs' defense lawyers suggested that Richard's story about the alleged assault changed multiple times, but the Danity Kane singer insisted she recounted her experience the best she could. Richard, who worked for Combs from 2004 to 2011, testified about the rapper's violent episodes as well as his consistent drug use as she sat in the witness box on Monday morning. It comes as… Cassie Ventura spent four days on the stand last week testifying about drug-fueled sex marathons called "freak-offs" that Sean Combs allegedly forced her to participate in Cassie sobbed as she recalled Combs allegedly beating her and forcing male escorts to urinate on her during the sick sessions Her husband, Alex Fine, broke his silence with an emotional statement after Cassie left the stand Cassie revealed she was paid $20 million to settle her lawsuit against Combs Ex-hotel security guard Israel Florez testified last Monday about being offered cash after Combs attacked Cassie in 2016 Male escort Daniel Phillip took the stand to speak about how he was paid to have sex with Cassie in front of Combs Combs turned down a plea deal days before jury selection got underway She said she saw Combs buy and take party drugs from his drug dealer, called One-Stop, when she worked at his home recording studio. Richard testified that One-Stop got Combs a slew of drugs, including cocaine, ecstasy, weed, ketamine, and even Plan B birth control. She said Combs would carry around the drugs in a Louis Vuitton pouch that 'went everywhere, from domestic to overseas,' she said. It's not the first time the bag has come up in Combs' bombshell trial. On Friday, Special Agent Yasin Binda testified that a Louis Vuitton bag with a pill bottle of Klonopin was found when investigators raided Combs' hotel room on the day of his arrest in September 2024. Cassie also mentioned the pouch during her testimony last week and said Combs referred to it as his "med bag." Combs faces five criminal counts, including racketeering conspiracy, sex trafficking by force, and transportation to engage in prostitution. The rapper has pleaded not guilty to all charges as prosecutors continue to paint him as the ringleader of a criminal enterprise. He has denied all allegations against him and insists he's only engaged in consensual sex. Read our Diddy trial live blog for the latest updates...
San Francisco Chronicle
17-05-2025
- San Francisco Chronicle
I got sober and learned accountability. California let me off the hook
'Your car is still at the scene, and your son is at the station. Neither is in one piece, and neither can be released to you tonight.' My mom muted the call. 'Smart-ass cop,' she mumbled — still taking my side, somehow, when everything was clearly my fault and everyone knew it but her. I was 34. Strung out, still half-drunk, barefoot in a police station in Santa Rosa, shaking under the weight of it all. That night should've been a wake-up call. Instead, it was one more summons I ignored. I grew up in San Francisco, took BART to high school every day — got off at Daly City when the School of the Arts was still on the San Francisco State campus. My dad, a public defender from the Mission District, always wore a Giants cap and a Niners jacket no matter the season. He believed in civic duty with the kind of quiet conviction that could make a dinner table feel like a courtroom. His passion for serving his community resonated with me. But I was too lost to live it. The worst of my addiction unfolded after my first attempt at sobriety in San Francisco. I managed six months off alcohol in the Castro, but I couldn't let go of the prescriptions — Adderall, Klonopin, anything to keep me from feeling too much. I was a loud, misbehaved kid in the '90s, quickly diagnosed with ADHD and medicated before I even knew what it meant (attention deficit hyperactivity disorder). I came out as gay young but still kept parts of myself hidden. By high school, I was performing in professional musicals and plays while sneaking off to West Oakland for warehouse raves with my older DJ boyfriend, chasing ecstasy in every sense. After college and a few years in New York City on the Broadway fast track, I never stopped to face what it meant when I eventually lost the thing I loved most: performing. Rejection hit hard. And without that outlet, drinking took over. Party drugs were easy to find in gay nightlife, and eventually, I found meth. Eventually, I was spiraling in a 600-square-foot cabin in Guerneville — deep in psychosis, out of people to call. I had burned every bridge in the Bay. There was nobody left to help. My dad wouldn't even let me stay with him. That's when I knew this was bad. Really bad. I begged the only real person still left in my orbit: my dealer, supplier, sometimes-pimp. He knew if I stayed, I'd die. And so did I. Leaving the Bay Area wasn't part of a recovery plan — it was survival. I didn't know if I'd get sober in Los Angeles, but I knew I couldn't do it in San Francisco. Too many ghosts. Too many chances to backslide. But L.A. just brought more of the same chaos with a new ZIP code. I ended up in the hospital for an emergency detox, then shuttled directly to Van Ness Recovery House. That was when things finally started to change. I found a foothold in early recovery, stumbled through the awkward rewiring of my brain and began learning how to sit with discomfort instead of trying to erase it. I got a job in Hollywood. I built a life with rhythm, with purpose — something resembling a glow-up, even if it didn't always feel that way. Like a kid learning how to stand upright without a hand to hold, I was finally moving through the world without armor. After I got sober in 2016 and finally stabilized, I started watching the mailbox. There was a quiet hope: Maybe now, I could actually be of service. Jury duty. Maybe it was the idea that I could finally be trusted to show up. To participate in something collective. To contribute in a way that wasn't performative. It meant I'd made it to the other side — not just surviving but becoming someone the state might count on. But the envelopes never came. No thick white paper with the state seal. No group number to call. I figured maybe the system had moved on. Or maybe it still knew better than to count on me. Then one finally arrived. And on the same day, my county rolled out a redesigned digital jury portal — sleek, mobile-friendly, chatbot-enabled. No courthouse. No bailiff. No crowd of strangers with crossword puzzles and bad coffee. Just a browser tab and a nightly check-in to see if my number was up. You do not need to report to the courthouse tomorrow. Thank you for your service. I never even put on pants. There are aspects of the post-COVID world I'm grateful for — remote work, telehealth and a reduced expectation of small talk. But this version of jury duty left me wondering what, exactly, I had participated in. Because the truth is, I was a little disappointed. Not because I wanted to sit in a courthouse all week. But because, for once, I could have. And just as I got there, the system stopped asking people like me to show up in person. That's the paradox of digitized civic life: more efficient, more accessible — and more anonymous. No clerk at check-in. No bailiff calling names. No communal eye-roll as someone tries to get out of service by claiming psychic abilities. Just a solitary ritual: refresh and wait. I do wonder what gets lost when civic rituals become solo acts. The collective misery was part of the point — each of us surrendering a day to be part of something larger. It wasn't glamorous, but it was shared. My dad passed away just before the pandemic. He'd have been proud that I finally got my act together enough to be summoned — let alone follow through. Maybe this is what progress looks like. Maybe an online jury system is what we need in a state with 39 million people and eternal parking nightmares. But I can't help thinking democracy, like recovery, works best in community. Not just in rules followed, but in presence felt. A few weeks ago, I served. Not in the way I expected. But in a way that still meant something. I was proud of the bare minimum because for me, showing up used to be impossible. Nick Dothée is a writer who grew up in the Bay Area and now lives in Los Angeles. He's working on a memoir about addiction, recovery and learning how to live without escaping.
