When Michael died, I was angry, and refused to feel sad or even think about it, for years. In recent years I have looked into my feelings again. And I grieve. Like unto many girls, he was a godlike figure to me, and at 15, in 1989, he danced and sang his way into my psyche and formed my ideal. Blown over and completely wooed, like thousands (millions?) of other girls. Almost all the boys I had crushes on, I realize liked because they reminded me of Michael in some way. In fact some of them were even named Michael! Boys were all intimidated by the distant competition! I was watching some videos and interviews with Michael last night and as I have before, not being able to come to terms with how such a beautiful man could be gone. And reading the site, hearing other peoples' greif and memories of him has helped. Especially all the descriptions of what a kind person he was. I'm glad my most major idol hearthrob really was the good person he seemed. That's largely why I found him so attractive though, his thoughtfull poet heart, his honesty, his obvious sweetness, his style, a bit of rebeliousness, and his mix of shyness and confidence, and the femininity in him that suggested he understood women, and appreciated them. He was a role model to me as well, I am also a shy/confident artist, so him having comitted suiside was, un-acceptable, and not allowed. I now think after reading all this that it was a sort of accident in some way. I supose like people think of Elvis's death. Elvis was my Mom's main hearthrob, a sadly similar tradjedy for mother and daughter to share. Michael Hutchence was a hugely possitive influence on my generation and the culture, with his influence of caring, peace, and art. I miss him. The site is a perfect memorial to him. It's good that there is a place for us to share and remember him. I also wish to express my greatest sympathy to all who knew him personally. I know I would have loved him had I known him personally too.