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The uniform felt heavier than usual as Captain Harry Wales folded it for the last time June twenty fifteen.

After a decade of military service, two tours in Afghanistan, and the only identity that had ever truly made sense to him, Prince Harry was walking away from the one role where his title meant nothing and his actions meant everything.

In the Apache helicopter, he had been a co pilot and gunner on the ground in Hellman pro Province.

He had been a soldier among soldiers.

Now, at thirty years old, he was about to become what he had always dreaded most the spare with nothing to do.

This is Crown and Controversy, Episode twenty one, Harry's breakdown.

The decision to leave the army had not been easy for Harry.

The military had provided structure, purpose, and most importantly, escape away from the palace walls and the pitying glances, away from the constant comparisons to his older brother.

Away from the relentless reminders that his mother had been dead now longer than she had been alive, the cockpit of an Apache helicopter was the one place where being the spare meant nothing, where his royal blood could not protect him from teal fire, where he was judged solely on his skill and courage.

Harry himself would later describe his ten years in the army as the happiest times of his life, saying they gave him a sense of normality and purpose he had found nowhere else but normalcy.

For Prince Harry was about to become a distant memory.

His departure from military service came at a particularly complicated moment in his personal life.

His relationship with Cresida Bonus, the free spirited actress and model he had dated on and off for nearly two years, was fracturing under the weight of public scrutiny.

Cresada, daughter of sixties model Mary Gay Curzon and businessman Jeffrey Bonus, had initially been charmed by Harry's humor and kindness, but as the relationship became more serious, the reality of what a life with Prince Harry would actually entail began to sink in.

Friends told reporters she was unsettled by the idea of life living under the same kind of scrutiny Kate faced, with every outfit and expression analyzed, the constant media attention proved too difficult to bear.

Sources close to the couple said the relationship simply could not survive the pressure of public life.

The breaking point came in March twenty fourteen, when Cressida attended a charity event with Harry and found herself on the front page of every tabloid the next morning.

The attention was suffocating.

Unlike Kate, who had spent years gradually adjusting to public scrutiny during her long courtship with William, Cresida was thrust into the spotlight with little preparation and even less desire for it.

By spring twenty fifteen, the relationship was over.

Harry, preparing to leave the military, found himself facing a future without the two anchors that had kept him steady his military career, and a woman widely tipped in the press as a possible future bride.

Royal commentators and those close to the prince observed that he took the split harder than he let on.

The army was ending, Cresada was gone, and everywhere he looked he saw his brother with a perfect family, a clear path forward, while Harry felt increasingly adrift.

The contrast between the two brothers had never been starker.

William thirty three, was settled in his marriage to Kate, father to Prince George and baby Princess Charlotte, balancing his role as a search and rescue pilot with increasing royal duties.

His path was clear, his purpose defined.

Harry, meanwhile, was a drift, the party prince, the wild one, the eternal spare, who existed to provide tabloid fodder, while his brother prepared to be king behind pallace walls.

Concerns about Harry's state of mind were growing.

He had always been the more emotionally volatile of Diana's sons, more likely to lash out when hurt, more prone to making impulsive decisions.

After a string of tabloid scandals, from underage drinking and drugs in his teens to the infamous Las Vegas photos in twenty twelve, Pallas aides and commentators worried about his coping mechanisms.

The profound sadness that flickered behind his practice smile was becoming harder to hide.

The public saw the charming prince at official engagements, the cheeky younger brother who could always make Kate laugh, the devoted uncle playing with baby George.

What they did not see were the private struggles, the emotional turmoil of a man grieving not just for his mother, but for the life he thought he would have and the purpose he had lost.

William, despite his own demanding schedule, made time for his brother.

He understood Harry's struggle in ways no one else could.

They had both lost their mother at devastating ages, both grown up in the unforgiving glare of public attention.

But William had always known his purpose, his destiny written in the line of succession.

Harry had been forced to forge his own identity, and now that identity, so carefully built around military service, had been stripped away.

William urged his brother to find new purpose, pointing to the mental health initiatives they had begun together, but Harry was not ready to hear it.

In his mind, nothing could replace the clarity and purpose of military life.

The charitable work felt performative by comparison, another obligation rather than a calling.

I wanted to matter, to serve, to be useful in ways that went beyond cutting ribbons and making small talk.

The summer of two thousand and fifteen became a dark period in Harry's life.

He withdrew from many social engagements, citing the need to figure out his next steps.

The spark that had always characterized him, the mischievous humor and genuine warmth, appeared to be fading.

Kate, who had grown close to Harry over the years, tried to reach out.

She invited him to dinner at Annmer Hall, hoping that time with George and Charlotte might lift his spirits.

Harry came, played with his nephew and niece and smiled in all the right moments, but Kate could see the pain beneath the performance and confided her concerns to William.

William was worried too.

He had seen his brother at low points before the Las Vegas incident in two thousand and twelve, the countless tabloid scandals, but this felt different.

This was not youthful indiscretion.

This was existential crisis, the kind that could not be resolved with a palace apology.

Prince Charles, observing his younger son's distress, attempted his own intervention.

He invited Harry to Highgrove for a private weekend.

The Prince of Wales, who had spent decades feeling trapped by his own role as eternal air in waiting, understood something of Harry's frustration, but their relationship had always been complicated, loving but not always close.

Burdened by memories of Diana and the divorce, Harry would later acknowledge that his father tried to help, though they had never really known how to communicate with each other.

The Queen, informed of Harry's struggles by William, took a more pragmatic approach.

She summoned her grandson for lunch at Windsor Castle, just the two of them, and spoke frankly about the challenges of royal life and the necessity of finding purpose within its constraints.

She reminded Harry that his grandfather, Prince Philip, had also given up his own naval career to support her reign.

It had not been easy for him either, but he had carved out his own areas of focus, his own meaningful contributions.

Harry needed to do the same.

Harry listened respectfully, but privately wondered how he was supposed to find purpose in a role that existed primarily as backup insurance against disaster befalling William, his entire life had been defined by what he was not, not the heir, not the responsible one, not the one who mattered most.

It was around this period in his late twenties, after what Marry himself would later describe as twenty years of not thinking about his mother's death followed by two years of total chaos, that he finally took William's advice and began seeing a therapist.

The therapy sessions, as Harry later explained in interviews, forced him to confront truths he had spent years avoiding.

In a twenty seventeen interview, Harry would reveal that he had been very close to a complete breakdown on multiple occasions.

Harry would later admit in interviews that he'd been a mess, angry at the world, angry at his situation, and at himself.

He talked about feeling lost, struggling with the weight of his privilege, and wondering how he could justify his pain when others were facing far harsher realities.

Through therapy, Harry began to understand that pain is not a competition, that his struggles were valid, even if they looked different from others.

Suffering slowly, painfully, he he began to see a path forward.

It would not be the military career he had loved, but it could be something meaningful none the less.

The idea for the Invictus Games, an international sporting event for wounded, injured and six service personnel and veterans, had been percolating since Harry attended the Warrior Games in the United States in two thousand thirteen.

Now facing his own crisis of purpose, he threw himself into making it a reality.

Here was something that mattered, something that combined his military experience with genuine service to others who had sacrificed far more than he ever had.

Royal commentators noted that the wounded warriors seemed to give Harry renewed purpose.

Their courage inspired him, their refusal to be defined by their injuries challenged him to stop being defined solely by his position in the family.

As summer turned to autumn in two thousand fifteen, Harry remained in crisis, but small glimmers of hope were beginning to emerge.

The Invictus Games planning consumed his energy in productive ways.

The therapy sessions were helping him process decades of unresolved grief, and slowly, very slowly, he was beginning to envision a role for himself that went beyond being William's spare.

But the journey was far from over.

The breakdown that had begun with his departure from the military would continue for months, and Harry himself wondered if he would ever find solid ground again, or if he was destined to remain forever adrift, the lost prince in his brother's shadow.

In his darkest moments alone in his apartment at Kensington Palace, Harry would look at photographs of his mother, searching her face for guidance she could no longer provide.

Diana had understood what it meant to feel trapped by the institution, to struggle with mental health while maintaining a public smilele to want desperately to make a difference, while feeling constrained by protocol and expectation.

Harry desperately wished his mother was there to help him navigate this crisis.

She would have known what to say, how to guide him through the darkness.

He shared this longing with William, who understood the loss better than anyone.

William, fighting his own emotions, could only embrace his brother.

They had lost so much, these two princes, their mother, their innocence, their privacy, and now Harry felt he was losing himself, the core identity he had built in the military crumbling away to reveal the frightened boy who had walked behind his mother's coffin.

While the world watched as two thousand and fifteen drew toward its close, Harry stood at a crossroads.

One path led toward continued self destruction, the fulfillment of every tab Lloyd prophecy about the party prince who could never settle down.

The other path, harder and less certain, led toward growth, purpose, and ultimately healing.

Which direction he would choose remain to be seen, but for now, in the autumn of twenty fifteen, Prince Harry was experiencing what he would later describe as being very close to a complete breakdown.

He was coming apart at the seams while trying desperately to hold himself together for the cameras and the crowds and the family who loved him but could not save him from himself.

His therapist helped him see that sometimes emotionally, things have to fall apart before they can be rebuilt.

Harry could only hope that was true, that on the other side of this pain, a stronger version of himself might emerge.

The spare Prince had lost his way.

Finding it again would prove to be be the fight of his life.

Next time on Crown and Controversy, Harry's behavior threatens to overshadow William and Kate's carefully managed public image.

Tabloid photos surface from private parties.

William confronts his brother in a heated argument at Kensington Palace.

Palace press officers work overtime to contain the damage.

Kate worries about the impact on their children, and as Harry's spiral continues, the brother's relationship reaches a breaking point that will change their bond forever.

Crown and Controversy is a production of Calaroga Shark Media executive producers Mark Francis and John McDermott.

While no one truly knows what happens behind closed palace doors, Crown and Controversy uses news sources on the record quotes and some artistic license to craft this entertainment series.

Some moments have been dramatized for storytelling effect.

AI narration was used in this series, but it was written, produced, mixed, and designed by Mark and John.

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