In case you’ve been living under a rock for the past five years, One Direction is the current world boy band sensation since their exit on the X-Factor in 2010/2011.
As of yesterday, March 25, Zayn has officially quit the band citing that he wants to be a “normal 22-year-old who is able to relax and have some private time out of the spotlight.”
Normally I wouldn’t write a blog post on a subject like this, but One Direction was my entire life in high school. Oh, the memories of reading and writing 1D fan fiction and fangirling over the albums and new music videos, those were the days. Knowing that 1/5 of 1D has left is a bittersweet feeling.
There is a load of bullshit going online about fans trying to harm or kill themselves because of Zayn’s departure, which is fucking ridiculous as well as incredibly selfish. You have the right to be sad, sure, but trying to guilt Zayn to change his mind by claiming to kill yourself is beyond immature and self centred.
This was probably the hardest decision Zayn ever had to make in his life, and he chose what was best for him, despite what the celebrity frenzied world was going to say about it.
And I think that is just incredibly brave and very inspiring.