Why Do I Overthink Every Decision?

The problem is not that the mind is thinking. It is that the same thought keeps buying another ticket. A decision that needed an afternoon becomes a climate. Other people look like they choose. You look like a committee.

What the sky is often doing

Mercury is craft, speech, calculation — the quick weather of the mind. The Moon is the tide the calculation rides on. Saturn can turn a thought into a duty: you will not choose until the choice is defensible in a court that does not exist. Practitioners sketch a busy Mercury, a pressured Moon, Saturn on either, as a climate of rumination. Traditional notes mention writing, trade, worry. They do not mention an anxiety disorder. CapSage will not diagnose from a kundali.

A mind that will not choose is not always deep. Sometimes it is stalling with excellent vocabulary.

If the looping is making life unlivable, this archive is the wrong door — speak to a person trained for that. If it is the ordinary Mercury weather of checking four more times, White Chestnut names the returning thought as a mood, and the Mercury response on this shelf is review-and-backup without blaming the sky for every typo. One question. One sitting. Then a walk.