“For your friends, this will last 10 minutes. For you, it’ll be a lifetime.” I’ll never forget the words of my housemistress, crouched over me in her office, as she held off the people trying to find and comfort me. I’d just been told my dad had died, on a cold day on a crowded platform at Liverpool Street Station. It was the worst day of my life—and the beginning of a totally new one.

Now, 15 years and a carousel of therapists (and types of therapy ) later, I can speak about it with some rationality: it wasn’t my fault and I couldn’t have done anything differently to save him. From Louis Tomlinson’s recent interview on the Diary of a CEO podcast , it seems he’s reached the same conclusion.

“I felt utterly guilty and I felt powerless,” he shares, when asked about the death of his s

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