You may have heard that Lindsay Lohan was able to negotiate with a judge to let her go to Coachella before checking into rehab again after her latest round of legal trouble...I'm not gonna make any assumptions about what she may or may not be doing while listening to the fabulous music and enjoying the people watching at the festival. However, I can kind of relate to Lindsay here. Old habits- especially serious, noteworthy, daily habits- die hard.
Yes, Lindsay Lohan and I are both on a "bender" right now.
Whether or not she is drinking or drugging at the moment, she is most certainly soaking up her last few minutes of social excess. Designer outfits, designer parties, being "seen", being photographed, mixing with people you deem to be superior to you by dint of their even better outfits, parties, money, fame, etc. She's just as addicted to that aspect of the scene as to the substances that keep her on the party circuit so tirelessly.
For me, clearly my addiction is work. And not just work I am required to do, but all work that it would be humanly possible to complete. And by humanly possible I don't mean your kind of human- I mean only "my" type of bizarre human without any regard for personal limitations- and I'm not alone. In this city workaholism is rampant, praised, and supported by bosses, clients, physicians who prescribe ADHD drugs to capable adult human beings, and of course by the financial rewards it typically entails. Working hard and smart is a good thing, but there is such a thing as too much. It's not healthy for your mind, body or spirit. Eventually you start to break down whether it's with a dramatic heart condition like mine, or by just being an asshole to everyone because you're too damn stressed.
No one can make you become a workaholic. It's not your bosses fault or your jobs or your college loan debt. We all have areas in our lives in which moderation is challenging. For the obese, it is eating, for the complainer, it is self-pity. For me, it's accomplishment, adrenaline, and stress. Though stress did not cause my heart condition, it most certainly exacerbated the pre-existing genetic tendency as did my athletics-filled youth (who woulda thunk that could be bad for you, right?). So now before I get my heart operated on, I should probably be doing nothing but relaxing, letting my cortisol levels settle, and trying not to put any undue pressure on my heart right?
OR I could have quite possibly the most intense 30 days of events that I've ever had in my quite intense career. Because you know...old habits die hard. I got you Lindsay!! I feel where you're coming from! I'm gonna change! I'm gonna take better care of myself! But first...I need to get a little more out of my system. Like Lindsay I'm going to avoid the really dangerous consequences of my addiction (she'll party without drugs, I'll limit my days to 11 hours or less) but quitting cold turkey just wasn't an option for me.
I gotta get to work, so will leave you with a little quote from B.K.S. Iyengar that is applicable to both my and Lindsay's situation and possibly to yours too. We all have an addiction or something we over indulge in: smoking cigarettes, binging on fatty foods, sleeping around, partying 5 nights a week... We can all endeavor to bring a little more moderation into our lives, can't we?
"Abundance without moderation leads to over-indulgence and decay."