The news that your family changed your legal status to "presumed dead" has left me heartbroken. I find it strange that, after almost 14 years, I'm sitting in my room crying as I type this. The wound feels fresh again now that it's "official."
May 15, 1991 - Richey carved "4 Real" into his arm with a razorblade in response
to an NME journalist questioning the Manics punk-rock credentials.
Deep in my black heart, I always held hopes that one day you would return or, for your family's sake, your body be found so they could have closure. You never made any secret of your struggles with depression, self-harm and anorexia, but could you have taken your own life? Only you know the answer. "I don't blame you."
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Thank you for all the beautiful music you made with the Manic Street Preachers. Your song Little Baby Nothing inspired this blog and inspires me every day. The Holy Bible is your masterpiece and still sounds incredible and relevant after 14 years.
Richey on suicide, 1994: "In terms of the 'S' word, that does not enter my mind.
And it never has done, in terms of an attempt. Because I am stronger than that.
I might be a weak person, but I can take pain."
I still believe that you're out there somewhere. Maybe living happily in a peaceful and quiet part of the world.
Stay Beautiful.
Love,
Christina xxx
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