My bottom with exAH was when I was going to fix supper, my three daughters were right next to me and all we had was a can of government pork, a quarter cup of ketchup and about 2 cups of government dry pinto beans. He was passed out in a chair in the basement watching some western channel on TV with a little of a fifth of Old Crow between his legs. I found the car keys, scrounged all the change I could find, threw some clothes together and headed for town. Miracles started happening that afternoon.
I don't know if I have hit bottom with AD yet, but I have identified "bottom-line" behaviors that I will not be party to, participate in, or tolerate.