I dug myself a pretty deep hole. I was in severe denial, until I had a moment of clarity (I call it a spiritual awakening) while I was handcuffed in the back of a police car after my 3rd DUI. I knew right then and there that I had to be done drinking and ruining my life and potentially the lives of others. No one else got hurt physically because of my stupid behaviors, but it was probably only a matter of time. I was at such a low point that sometimes I couldn't see the point in being alive, but my higher power reminded me that I have family and friends who would be devastated if I were gone. So that was my bottom, and the moment I started to climb out of my hole. If you can make the choice to quit before things like that start to happen, you are blessed, indeed.