Kurt Cobain dedicated his suicide letter to his imaginary friend

If we know anything about Kurt Cobain, Is that he was a tormented man, but although he committed suicide 26 years ago, he is an artist who continues to reach the new generations and continues to move those who, thanks to him, fell in love with grunge.

Krist Novoselic, Dave Grohl and Cobain took music to another level, but it seemed that the blond boy did not agree with the success surrounding Nirvana.

Her story is full of childhood traumas, but what matters to us today is the relationship she had with Boddah, his imaginary friend.

Perhaps, Boddah was the product of his constant search to escape reality and to face the loneliness he suffered during his childhood, this invisible being occupied the moments of deep silence that so frightened the little one. Kurt Cobain.

The artist’s parents were worried about their son’s propensity for fantasy, so when one of the musician’s uncles enlisted in Vietnam, they told Cobain that Boddah had also been summoned, with the intention of s I forgot about him forever. However, some relatives of the musician claim that this imaginary friend probably inspired him to start singing.

Image of the leader of Nirvana, taken in 1993. (Photo: AP)

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What is a fact, is that the paper who was found in the room where the lifeless body of Kurt Cobain, Was not addressed to his wife Courtney Love, or his daughter Frances Bean, but to this childhood companion who gave an escape to his harsh reality: Boddah.

This is the translation of the original text …

For Boddah:

Speaking like the highly experienced fool who would rather be a castrated childish chatterbox. This note should be very easy to understand. Everything they taught me in the punk rock courses I have been following over the years, from my first contact with the, say, ethics of independence and bonding with my environment has been true. It’s been too long since I’ve been excited about listening to or creating music, or writing it, or even rock’n’rolling. I feel incredibly guilty. For example, when the lights go out before the concert and the shouts of the audience are heard, I am not affected as they affected Freddy Mercury, who seemed to love that the audience loved and adored him. Which I admire and envy a lot. In fact, I can’t fool you, none of you. It just wouldn’t be fair to me either. Pretending I’m having a 100% good time would be the worst crime I could imagine. Sometimes I get the feeling I should sign up before going on stage. I tried everything to keep this from happening. (And I keep trying, believe me Lord, but it’s not enough).

I am aware that I, we, have influenced and liked a lot of people. I have to be one of those narcissists who only appreciates things when they have already happened. I’m too simple. I need to be a little anesthetized to regain the enthusiasm I had when I was a kid. On our last three tours I’ve appreciated a lot more all the people I’ve met personally who are our fans, but still I can’t overcome the frustration, guilt and hypersensitivity towards people. There’s only good in me, and I think I just love people too much. So much so, that it makes me feel fucking sad. The typical Sad, sensitive, dissatisfied Pisces, my God! Why can’t I enjoy? I do not know! I have a divine wife, full of ambition and understanding, and a daughter who reminds me a lot of how I had been.

Full of love and joy, she trusts everyone because for her everyone is good and believes they will not hurt her. This scares me so much that it almost immobilizes me. I can’t stand the idea of ​​Frances becoming a sinister, miserable, self-destructive rocker like I have become. I have it all, everything. And I appreciate it, but since the age of seven I hate people in general … Just because it seems like people find it easy to relate and be understanding. Comprehensive! Just because I love and feel too sorry for people. Thank you all from the bottom of my stomach nauseating for your letters and your interest over the last few years. I am a fickle, lunatic creature. My passion is over, and I remember that it is better to burn than to slowly turn off. Peace, love and understanding. Kurt Cobain.

Frances and Courtney, I will be at your altar.

Please, Courtney, go ahead for Frances,

for his life he will be much happier without me. I love them. I want them! “

Suicide letter from Kurt Cobain (Photo: AP)

in this suicide letter he gives up his career, his fans are already alive. He talks about the fatigue of his life in rock, but what is striking is that he only devotes a few lines to talking about love and his family.

According to experts, this raises suspicions, as this is not how a suicide works …

With information from TN.com

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