Just so extremely sad all the way around: What happened to Michael, what he may or may not have done to others, and most certainly what he did to himself.
He ultimately had 22 prescription drugs (ranging from uppers to downers to all manner of pain meds) under 19 personal aliases to prolong his addictions.
That's clearly no way to live, as evidenced by his death at age 50 from pushing Propofol way past its limits.
The medical examiner found five gallons of the stuff in Michael's bedroom.
Insane, but mostly devastating.