rachana rajan <3

(from Harry’s POV)

There are so many people out there who do things that might be stranger than me but since I’m in the spotlight I’m targeted, spoken about and things I do are broken down into minuscule pieces.

There are so many colleagues who are in the same position without any growth for years longer than mine in my company but since I’m in the spotlight I’m continuously taunted and harassed to quit.

There is so much BS I’ve gone through my whole life and what I’m doing might be exceptionally good and the right thing, even if it is getting angry or standing up to BS, but since I’m in the spotlight people only see the standing up part and push me down and they choose to be blindsided by the years of BS.

There are so many people out there who are sex obsessed, have multiple one night stands and even masturbate, including my cousin, so called friends and most of the people I knew, but since I’m in the spotlight I’m tortured for something that I don’t even do and am left explaining myself multiple times when I don’t owe an explanation to begin with.

There are so many people out there who attack me for something trivial when they do things much worse and don’t even have the ability to understand their shit but point out my trivial things because I’m in the spotlight.

So many things that I have addressed is serious and thought provoking but what the world decide to stand up for is something as silly and childish as wearing white clothes.

I’ve been dealing with my family’s shit since childhood and what I’m doing is the right thing, I’m pretty sure if it were anyone else in this world they wouldn’t have even bothered and would have moved out years ago. But since I’m in the spotlight people judge me when I do the only thing I can think of with the cards I’m given.

No matter how much I speak about things or say that I’m suffering nothing really changes, people still dump garbage on the road, human’s still kill each other, men still rape, men still pee at the side of the road, my dad still stares at my body, trans people are still bullied, my privacy is still invaded, people still do things without my consent and it goes on and on.

Sometimes I wonder why do I even bother because people don’t change unless they want to and they only understand as much as they have the capacity to, you know?