Square one or rock bottom is a terrible place to be, never mind all the clichés about “the only way on being up.”
Up is too far away.
Square one is more like the plughole at the bottom of the bath, where it feels like the life us draining away from your soul.
Anyone whose ever visited square one doesn’t bother with “positive thinking clichés” when they meet another unfortunate visitor. Usually they just stop and listen.
Tell me about your rock bottom in the comments section below.
For me rock bottom, visit number 1, was the death of the 20 million dollar dream, but little did I know that salvation was coming in the form of a three-legged dog.
P:S: This is the 14th in a series of blogs chronicling my adventures in Los Angeles. See “How the F@*k Did I Get Here” to begin the adventure.