Note: The cure for asthma is not, “Just breathe!”, and the cure for cancer is not, “Stop growing those cells!” Similarly, the cure for depression is not, “Just be happier!”, and the cure for anxiety is not, “Stop worrying so much!” These are not phases of life for teenagers and the weak-minded - they are serious and chronic medical illnesses.
[**Tries to write Zayn taking Harry on a date - and tries to make everything that happens believable - and hopes that it all reads right.**]
This is such an ungrateful group of people. When Ed tells you to sing, you sing. What’s a bit of audience participation? What’s a couple of ooohs and ahhhs. Why aren’t they having more fun?