Mine is pretty ordinary. I had just moved into a great house to rent out in the country. I was 28 days removed from my 2nd DUI and was looking at an extended period without a drivers license and some jail time. I thought getting out of the city and living in the country would make everything better. I spent the first night at my new place sleeping on the deck in a drunken stupor after I locked myself out of my own house.
I went to a party the next night and got a 3rd DUI giving somebody a ride home. I still remember my last drink. They had run out of beer at this party except for that crappy Hornsby's cider that tastes like vomit. Woke up the next day and couldn't get out of bed, I was so depressed. Decided I would either kill myself or give up everything in my life in order to get sober. That was 15 1/2 years ago. Been a hell of a ride, I've met some great people. And I'm never going back to that.