Rock Bottom- Lower Than Low What did the “rock bottom” point of your life look like?  When you found yourself there, did you think it was even possible to go any lower?  I didn’t either.  Honey, I was wrong. At 23 years old, I was a single mom, a college dropout, broke AF with ruined credit and in fear for my life having just escaped from my abusive ex-boyfriend/father of my child.  We fled to the only safety I had ever known, my childhood home with my parents and my big brother.  Unfortunately, that quiet cul-de-sac in a good neighborhood…