Michael Jackson didn't need Jesus or Buddha or Xenu or any of the rest of them, because he had his Xanax. According to one former member of his staff, the King of Popping was at one point doing 30 to 40 Xanax a night, but other sources say he was down to around 10 by the time he kicked it.
An investigative report by People has revealed that Jackson used to have his attendants get prescriptions in their own names then give him the pills, and that he would often trek out of state to pick up even more of them.
One of Jackson's bodyguards said he participated in the whole operation until seeing Jackson literally fall on his face in a hotel, at which point his conscience wouldn't allow him to continue.
I say about this what I say about all other people who hit the drugs hard: if that's what you need to get you through the day, then whatever. I personally am fine with my coffee and vitamins, but then I'm lucky - I'm not a complete fucking trainwreck.