I am doing great.

I’m staying at a ridiculously opulent villa on a sun-drenched hillside in Italy. I had a fantastic watermelon salad with feta and prosciutto washed down with half a bottle of an excellent dry rosé for lunch. I’ve just finished a really good book and I’m about to go for a quick dip in the pool, then will probably play a board game with my wife and kids.

I tell you all this, not to gloat, but to highlight change and the possibility of it.

I’ve experienced depression and crippling anxiety in the past and, while you’re in the depths of it, it can be hard to believe things will ever change for the better.

But they can and they will.

You will have light and love and laughter again, my friend. You just need to tell yourself that this time is just a moment and like all moments it will pass, it is transitory like a cloud passing in front of the sun, a shadow cast over you.

I’ll raise a glass to you and drink to the shadow moving on from you sooner rather than later.