Have you ever felt like your entire world shattered overnight? That overwhelming, soul-crushing feeling is what hitting rock bottom feels like—and trust me, you’re not alone. There aren’t enough Pinterest quotes or Instagram memes to truly capture the weight of hitting rock bottom. Life isn’t a straight line; it’s messy, unpredictable, and often painful.
But here’s the truth: when you hit rock bottom, you’re given an opportunity. It might not feel like it at first—in fact, it feels like your whole identity has been ripped away—but hitting rock bottom gives you a blank canvas. It’s the brutal, honest moment where you get to decide who you want to become.
A month ago, I found myself right back in that dark place. A place I swore I’d never revisit. And yet, there I was, face-to-face with all the things I thought I had healed from. Sometimes you need to hit rock bottom again to remind yourself of how far you’ve come—and how far you still need to go.
Whether it’s a lost job, the end of a toxic relationship, struggles with addiction, or just life piling up until you can’t breathe anymore, rock bottom looks different for everyone. And climbing out of it? Well, that’s a journey unique to each of us too.
My personal experience with hitting rock bottom happened back in 2011. My marriage ended abruptly, and I didn’t even realize I was spiraling at first. Denial wrapped itself around me like a thick blanket. I told myself I was fine—fine while losing 60 pounds from barely eating, fine while drinking too much, fine while filling every hollow part of me with anything that could numb the pain. Spoiler: I wasn’t fine.
At my worst, I made reckless choices, lost pieces of myself in toxic friendships and relationships, and wore a fake smile just to get through the day. I thought pretending was strength. I thought pushing through without addressing my hurt was bravery. But really, I was just sinking deeper.
Eventually, I realized that hitting rock bottom wasn’t my end. It was my beginning. From the broken mess I had become, I had the chance to rebuild a stronger, wiser, and more compassionate version of myself.
6 Lessons I Learned From Hitting Rock Bottom
1. You Always Have a Choice.
When you’re standing in the rubble of your life, it’s easy to believe you’re powerless. But even in your darkest hour, you still have a choice. Hitting rock bottom taught me that I could either stay stuck and let it consume me, or I could start clawing my way out, even if it meant taking the smallest, most fragile steps. I chose life—and I keep choosing it every single day.
2. Take Baby Steps.
Rebuilding doesn’t happen overnight. Some days, my biggest achievement was getting out of bed or taking a shower. I learned to celebrate tiny victories. Organizing a drawer. Cooking myself a real meal. Taking a short walk. Each small action stacked on top of the other slowly built momentum. And little by little, I started to feel human again.
3. Keep Your Mind Busy With Healthy Distractions.
Sitting alone with my pain 24/7 wasn’t productive. I needed to move my body and refocus my energy. I couldn’t afford a gym membership back then, so I found free workouts online and started walking in my neighborhood. Exercise became therapy. It didn’t erase the pain, but it gave me a healthier outlet to process it.
4. I’m Stronger Than What Tried to Destroy Me.
Every time I thought I couldn’t take another step, I found a way to keep going. Hitting rock bottom showed me a strength I never knew existed inside me. Sure, I still have bad days. But now, I recognize my resilience. I’m a survivor. Like Kelly Clarkson says, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.”
5. De-Junk Your Life—Inside and Out.
I learned that the clutter in my home mirrored the clutter in my soul. Toxic friendships, bad habits, endless junk—it all had to go. I purged my space, donated old clothes, and started cutting out the people and things that dragged me down. It wasn’t easy. Some habits and relationships were comfortable even though they were unhealthy. But freedom lies in letting go.
6. Real Friends Will Reveal Themselves.
When I was broken, most people disappeared. But a few stayed. A best friend who had her own battles to fight ended up saving me more times than I can count. We became lifelines for each other. Rock bottom strips away all the fake relationships and leaves you with the ones who matter.
Hitting rock bottom isn’t glamorous. It’s painful, messy, and lonely. But if there’s one thing I want you to take away from my story, it’s that you can rise again. You’re not broken beyond repair. In fact, those shattered pieces will come together to create a stronger, wiser, more beautiful version of you.
So if you’re reading this today and you’re in that place—hitting rock bottom and wondering if you’ll ever feel whole again—know that you will. It won’t happen overnight. It won’t be easy. But you will rebuild. And you will shine even brighter because of it.
What’s one thing you learned from hitting rock bottom? I’d love to hear your story. Let’s remind each other that no matter how far we fall, we are never alone.
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