I came into this world naked weighing like 7 pounds and I couldn't talk. I had to rely on my mother for feeding, protection and getting around. It was a pretty sorry state to be in.

But look at me now! I control my destiny. I manipulate my surroundings. I eat what I want and I do what I want (for the most part).

But, I'm headed at top speed back to a rock bottom, much worse than depression or drug addition or the like. I'm headed back to decomposition.

"Rock Bottom" is a matter of perspective see.