(Others are also welcome to share their Venus in 12th experiences!)
I cannot begin to explain how utterly upset and devastated I am about this placement. I'm not a kind who tries to look for doom and gloom, and I know that there is no such thing as perfect. But this is beyond endurance.
My idiot Venus lives in the 12th house. Other than depriving me of any sense of femininity whatsoever- yes, I never felt like a woman, I've never felt like a girl except when someone else made me see that I was- it has only bought pain and longing into my life.
I don't have a problem with the femininity thing. It's something I've come to accept, and being female, male, bisexual, asexual means nothing to me other than a mark on a sheet, in my opinion. You need a bit of all to be.
But the s**t about falling for an unavailable partner, the garbage about unrequited love? It's all true, even though I closed my ears to it and I HATE it.
Finding partners or admirers is not a problem. It's never been a problem. It's the ones that seem to want to dedicate themselves to me seriously, heart and soul, can never do it without causing a scandal.
If my Venus were making some nice Jupiter/Saturn connection that would be swell, but no. I have some equally idiotic Mercury sextile that does nothing, and I don't agree that it's close enough to the ascendant to be conjunct, whatever astro.com might say.
What else is there... wants solitude (check)... love is sacrifice (seems like it)... serves society (check)... God-will-provide attitude (provide misery, probably)...
They forgot to add 'most likely to die alone, eaten by cats', but I'll remind them to add that.
Please remind me of the good qualities of this placement before I burn the **** planet off my chart and out of this universe.
I cannot begin to explain how utterly upset and devastated I am about this placement. I'm not a kind who tries to look for doom and gloom, and I know that there is no such thing as perfect. But this is beyond endurance.
My idiot Venus lives in the 12th house. Other than depriving me of any sense of femininity whatsoever- yes, I never felt like a woman, I've never felt like a girl except when someone else made me see that I was- it has only bought pain and longing into my life.
I don't have a problem with the femininity thing. It's something I've come to accept, and being female, male, bisexual, asexual means nothing to me other than a mark on a sheet, in my opinion. You need a bit of all to be.
But the s**t about falling for an unavailable partner, the garbage about unrequited love? It's all true, even though I closed my ears to it and I HATE it.
Finding partners or admirers is not a problem. It's never been a problem. It's the ones that seem to want to dedicate themselves to me seriously, heart and soul, can never do it without causing a scandal.
If my Venus were making some nice Jupiter/Saturn connection that would be swell, but no. I have some equally idiotic Mercury sextile that does nothing, and I don't agree that it's close enough to the ascendant to be conjunct, whatever astro.com might say.
What else is there... wants solitude (check)... love is sacrifice (seems like it)... serves society (check)... God-will-provide attitude (provide misery, probably)...
They forgot to add 'most likely to die alone, eaten by cats', but I'll remind them to add that.
Please remind me of the good qualities of this placement before I burn the **** planet off my chart and out of this universe.
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