Meditation and Medication. Interesting that these two words are only but one letter off from one another. I have been on 6 anti-depressants on and off since I was 15. I have been determined since I was 22 to take actions into my own hands. I am now 29 and I know that I can be my own worst enemy or greatest heroine. There are so many elements involved in wellness for me to be able to stay above what has always been described to me as "the safety line". I have known for years now that when I eat properly and exercise it gives me the building blocks to avoid succumbing to the dark side . For some reason though, year after year even if I was eating properly and exercising, I would still stick a toe, or a leg of half my body into the pool of my own self loathing. Obviously, something was still missing and two years ago I found myself drowning in the messiness that is my depression. Reluctantly, back to the doctor I went saying the same shit once again. Answering that damn ques...