Isn't it sad, to hang yourself and be written up in NYT not as yourself but as an extension of much, much more famous kins.

I know "Nicholas Hughes Commits Suicide" doesn't have the same ring as "Son of Sylvia Plath Commits Suicide". Even if such a headline had been run, I might not have clicked on it.

Mr. Hughes’s early life was darkened by shadows of depression and suicide. Ms. Plath explored the themes in her 1963 novel “The Bell Jar,” which follows an ambitious college student who tries to kill herself after suffering a nervous breakdown while interning at a New York City magazine. The novel reflected Ms. Plath’s own experiences, including her early struggles with depression and her attempt at suicide while working at Mademoiselle in New York as a college student.

After a stay at a mental institution, Ms. Plath went on to study poetry at Cambridge University, where she met Ted Hughes, who was on his way to world fame as a poet. The two were married in 1956, and had two children — Nicholas and Frieda — but separated in 1962 after Mr. Hughes began an affair with another woman, Assia Wevill. Ms. Plath killed herself at the age of 30 by sticking her head in an oven in her London home on Feb. 11, 1963, as Nicholas and Frieda slept nearby.

Six years later, Ms. Wevill, who had helped raise Nicholas and Frieda after Ms. Plath’s death, killed herself and her 4-year-old daughter, Shura. Ms. Wevill styled the murder-suicide in the same manner, using a gas stove.

I've never heard of Nicholas Hughes before this. But I find the whole thing, from his family history to his own personal demons, remarkably tragic.

So for what it's worth, Nicholas Hughes Commits Suicide.