Since I joined her I relapsed once (I lost my dad in Sept. & his b-day was in end of Feb.). Felt so sad...but I really over did it & was really sick. Maybe that was another bottom. But in the past I've had sooo many bottoms. Now that I look back, those "bottoms" weren't really a rock bottom. I truly don't even want to experience a rock bottom. I took my last bottom as a first rung of a ladder I need to climb-my feet never touched the floor ( I refuse to give up). I'm still on that ladder of sobriety and onward & upward! You can do it! Believe....