It was a beautiful winters day in early 2011 when we met up with my whole family in Lyme Park for an afternoon stroll. Little did I know I was on the brink of a complete breakdown.
A seemingly endless stream of stresses and trauma over the preceding months had left me struggling to cope, and not long afterwards I had my final meltdown into mental illness.
At my lowest ebb this photo has been the one constant reminder of how lucky I am. Lucky to have such wonderful children. Lucky to have such a beautiful partner. Lucky to have such an amazing family.
This photo was on my computer. It was on my phone, and in my wallet. When I looked at this photo I saw more than just Luca. I saw everyone I hold so dear, and everyone whose love I’ll forever be indebted to for supporting me back to health.