The first time I hit rock bottom I was
7 years old. The state came to our house one night with the cops and put us in
foster homes.
The second time I hit rock bottom was
when they tossed me out of foster care because I was too old to be in the
system. I was a teenager and had no place to go so I lived on the streets.
I’ve hit several other rock bottoms
since then and you know what?
Don’t be afraid of rock bottom. Thor horrors
of rock bottom are overrated. I should
know, I’ve been there enough.
There is a positive side to everything.
Always, always, always remember that. There is even a positive side to hitting
rock bottom. For one thing, once you’re there, flat on your back, you’re safe
for a while because there isn’t a whole lot else the world can do to you, I
mean think about it, you hit rock bottom. The other thing is when you hit the
bottom you’ll at least know where you
are, you’ll know that there is no place to go but up and you can use the
absolute bottom as a solid foundation to rebuild on.
You can rebuild as many times as you
fall flat. And that applies to
everything.
Don’t be afraid of rock bottom. The horrors
of rock bottom are overrated and you’re a child of God. The odds are in your
favor.
