RIP Greg Giraldo

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Sad for his 3 kids.

"Accidental" prescription drug overdose. Must have been a tough life as a Harvard and Columbia law grad.
 
everybody has their demons, regardless of upbringing or personal circumstances.

true fucking statement.

i have never touched drugs, alcohol was later in life than most people. i was an adrenaline junky, among other "vices". i liked to go fast. (enter ricky bobby comment) luckily i didn't smear myself on a backroad or drive off a cliff.

oh, and my other vice. women. endless manwhoring and womanizing. not something i'm really proud of. but as biggie put it, "banging bitches from the bronx to bolivia, gettin physical like olivia newton"
 
everybody has their demons, regardless of upbringing or personal circumstances.
even taking this into consideration, after a while, you just want to grab these people by the shoulders, smack 'em around a little bit, and say, "quit being a little bitch! there's people out there who can't afford to feed themselves today, and they aren't killing themselves or getting high just for a moment of UNREAL happiness or peace." but, that's just my opinion.
 
We just saw him about 3-4months ago. My girlfriend mentioned how bitter he sounded about his divorce and how he seemed to love the drugs...
 
even taking this into consideration, after a while, you just want to grab these people by the shoulders, smack 'em around a little bit, and say, "quit being a little bitch! there's people out there who can't afford to feed themselves today, and they aren't killing themselves or getting high just for a moment of UNREAL happiness or peace." but, that's just my opinion.


this is extremely true.
but, you have to take into consideration that you dont actually know about anything that he may have had to deal with behind closed doors, or in his past.
the sad thing is, that for a lot of people, they cant see any other way. they struggle to find ways to cope instead of ways to actually change things. this is true for the majority of our nation, and its easy to prove with just one question:
How many people do you know about that are on some kind of prescription drug for something not physically wrong with them?

i know a lot. far too many. i hear people everyday talk about their add, adhd, depression, bipolar, mood swings, unhappiness, anxiety, anger, etc. and then i hear about the medications.

to me, drugs are drugs, whether they are illegal or Rx. there is no such thing as normal anymore, we are a nation full of people finding chemical ways of dealing with a life they dont like. instead of finding ways to change the life they dont like, they cope... with drugs.

this guy went the legal route, and none of us truly know if this was an accidental overdose, or on purpose. this guy could have drank a little too much and forgot that he already took his pill, or he could have had a bad fight with his ex or any of the other shitty people he had to put up with in show business and decided that he needed a few more than normal. or maybe he just wanted to be done with it. nobody knows. unless he left a note, which i found nothing saying he did.

also, he wasnt getting high, they were prescriptions that he overdosed on.

there are plenty of people around for you to say that to, nobody can be sad anymore, they are depressed.
 
this is extremely true.
but, you have to take into consideration that you dont actually know about anything that he may have had to deal with behind closed doors, or in his past.
the sad thing is, that for a lot of people, they cant see any other way. they struggle to find ways to cope instead of ways to actually change things. this is true for the majority of our nation, and its easy to prove with just one question:
How many people do you know about that are on some kind of prescription drug for something not physically wrong with them?

i know a lot. far too many. i hear people everyday talk about their add, adhd, depression, bipolar, mood swings, unhappiness, anxiety, anger, etc. and then i hear about the medications.

to me, drugs are drugs, whether they are illegal or Rx. there is no such thing as normal anymore, we are a nation full of people finding chemical ways of dealing with a life they dont like. instead of finding ways to change the life they dont like, they cope... with drugs.

this guy went the legal route, and none of us truly know if this was an accidental overdose, or on purpose. this guy could have drank a little too much and forgot that he already took his pill, or he could have had a bad fight with his ex or any of the other shitty people he had to put up with in show business and decided that he needed a few more than normal. or maybe he just wanted to be done with it. nobody knows. unless he left a note, which i found nothing saying he did.

also, he wasnt getting high, they were prescriptions that he overdosed on.

there are plenty of people around for you to say that to, nobody can be sad anymore, they are depressed.

He was a recovering addict. Also he spoke at a recovery function the night this happened. Coincidence?


And how prescription drugs are used isn't legal, regardless if its prescribed.
 
Regardless of the situation. He was one of the funniest out there and I will miss his presence.
the sad thing is, that for a lot of people, they cant see any other way. they struggle to find ways to cope instead of ways to actually change things.
Popping a pill is easier than actually dealing with life. Eating another Big Mac is easier than joining a gym. Having another drink is easier than going to a meeting and admitting you have a problem.

Were a nation of lazy assholes who don't want to deal with the shitty lives we have created for ourselves after our teachers said we could be anything and we fucked it up.
 
While I agree with drugs being over prescribed there are instances of depression that are generated by a chemical imbalance in the brain and anti depressants really do help.
 
When I feel depressed, I do something fun and my brain releases the right chemicals. I'm so sick of people taking pills to counteract life. Life sucks, try to have some fun with it.
 
While I agree with drugs being over prescribed there are instances of depression that are generated by a chemical imbalance in the brain and anti depressants really do help.

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I wholeheartedly agree that drugs are over-prescribed in this country, but on the flip-side, I also feel that you can't really speak to the severity of and how easy it is to get yourself out of a depression unless you've personally been there.

And when I say "a depression", I don't mean "my girlfriend dumped me and my friends are chodes, and I'm kind of lonely right now" depression. I mean actual depression where you feel like you're in a fog and you can barely drag yourself out of bed in the morning for months at a time. In those type of situations, I think medicines are helpful and appropriate...
 
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I wholeheartedly agree that drugs are over-prescribed in this country, but on the flip-side, I also feel that you can't really speak to the severity of and how easy it is to get yourself out of a depression unless you've personally been there.

And when I say "a depression", I don't mean "my girlfriend dumped me and my friends are chodes, and I'm kind of lonely right now" depression. I mean actual depression where you feel like you're in a fog and you can barely drag yourself out of bed in the morning for months at a time. In those type of situations, I think medicines are helpful and appropriate...
I see you're argument. I won't attack you for having your own opinion, but I will say I do not agree with it. It's creating an artificial good mood so one can live their life. I say, find something worth living for beyond the pill bottle. Volunteer, take up a new hobby, join the peace corps, push toddlers to the ground, who cares. Create a life that makes you want to get out of bed.
 
I see you're argument. I won't attack you for having your own opinion, but I will say I do not agree with it. It's creating an artificial good mood so one can live their life. I say, find something worth living for beyond the pill bottle. Volunteer, take up a new hobby, join the peace corps, push toddlers to the ground, who cares. Create a life that makes you want to get out of bed.

I agree with your assessment, actually. I believe that the problem lies in those who come to rely on taking those medications permanently. I believe that both chemical imbalances AND life's unfortunate events can and do contribute to depression. If you're so deep into it and your brain chemistry is contributing as well, then it may be very difficult to just "snap out of it" by trying new things, or participating in "happy activities".

If a doctor just prescribes anti-depressants for an indefinite amount of time, then he's a horrible doctor. Anti-depressants should ALWAYS be used in conjunction with therapy AND the exact things you were talking about (hobbies, friends, fun times, etc.). Anti-depressants are not supposed to be pemanent solutions to your problems. Some people just get so deep into that funk that they can't objectively look at their lives and figure out what's wrong and how to fix it. The meds are designed to temporarily improve your mood and clarity so that you can be more objective about addressing your issues and figure out how to be a happier person.

Like I said, if a doctor were to just put someone on meds and leave them on meds indefinitely, that's NOT something that I would advocate at all...
 
I will add that I have a very biased view because I have dealt with depression without the help of drugs since I was about 13. In one year I had 10+ family members die. In 2006 I lost a best friend in a car accident. Since high school (2004) over 25 kids I went to school with have committed suicide, OD-ed, or died of other causes.

As morbid as it sounds, having death as a constant reminder in my life has helped me. I know it could always be worse. I don't live for me. I live for the friends I've lost. I try to get something out of every moment.

Example- I lost my best friend Shaun in 2006. I was 20. It could be worse. When my grandfather was 20 he lost ALL his close friends in one car accident. He was on a first date with my grandmother.
 
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