My dear, perhaps among the dearest people I have had in my life and, precisely since 1986 to this part.
I haven’t had the immense pleasure of seeing you live for a while. I haven’t had this chance since 2016 due to a series of misfortunes that I have had to face. There were also griefs that annihilated and almost traumatized me. Do you remember when I wrote you that long letter I gave you in Pescara? In that I thanked you in my way for all that you are, have been and will be in my life; I thanked you for the person you are and for everything you do, especially in the name of the animals, our most loved and vulnerable friends.
Despite the years that have passed since that letter I have not stopped loving you even a little, not even when you ran away from Rome that time indignantly. I remember I was on the street when I learned that you had canceled all those concerts in Italy, maybe one in Naples too. I locked myself in the car and cried, many began to blame you and the Italian newspapers even made fun of you a little … I spent days defending you and I also turned away some friends for this.
Now I would like to tell you that you must not give up and you must continue to denounce the ugliness of the world, even if only with words, as you always have. Kick them in the face using those right words that you know. Don’t give up because you’ll just play their game. I, for what I can, will always remain by your side and I will never stop fighting for you, for the truth and for the animals, as you have taught me.
Patrizia
Letters to Morrissey 