Missing My Plane
A lived meditation on Mercury retrograde, my dad and addictive binging.
In retrograde season if things go awry it’s time to ask what the lesson is.
For example, I just missed my flight for the first time in my life.
I’ve flown a lot so part of this is a statistical probability but there’s a good lesson here so I’ll slip into confession mode as an example of how Mercury retrogrades work.
My confession?
My compulsive, binging behavior (which flares on and off) is what landed me here, waiting for another flight.
I staid up too late for too many nights in a row and slept through my alarm. Worse, with my sleep-addled brain, I didn’t check in to my flight in time.
It’s not a world-shattering confession but what’s interesting are the lessons beneath it.
Binging has a neurological component.
As someone with bipolar, I’m no stranger to compulsivity or binging.
They’re not culturally associated with bipolar but the data shows a strong correlation between addiction (As well as many other mental health conditions) and compulsivity is a core piece of “bipolar” or atypical neurological states.
