Some people hit a physical bottom and some hit an emotional bottom.
Mine was emotional. It got the point that mentally functioning was almost impossible. I could no longer maintain. My body was still going, how I am not sure, but my mind was on its way out.
I simply could no longer dig. While I was drinking I kept lower the bar and it could not go any lower. Any lower and the anxiety and the insanity would have taken over. For some, it does. By the grace of God I got help. I always thought I was on the edge and it took one moment of clarity to look around and see that I was not on the edge, I had fallen into the hole a while back and I had no idea how to get out.
I was at the bottom.