This book is essentially an unnecessary tirade directed towards relatives that does however highlight the traumas tied in with the death of a mother. However, Harry doesn’t recognise his privilege and considering that his perception of normality is diluted by his royal life, he couldn’t recognise typical sibling rivalry.
Overall, the whole family is dysfunctional. The dynamic between Meghan and others shows that neither of these people are decent humans. These aren’t even real philanthropists. Harry opened a door to his blatant racism and how the family’s philanthropy is very shallow.
Also, Harry never takes accountability for his own actions, blaming it on his faulty relationships with his family.
The book was written with a poorly mimicked essence of the edgy narration of a fictional teenager’s diary. These people need to be recognised as what they truly are: talentless white people who benefit off of good public perception.
Coming from a person of British-American nationality- since this is apparently relevant for credibility- these are literally your posh, historically valuable Kardashians except they aren’t amusing and don’t do enough out of genuine care for others.