Peregrine_Moon
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My birthday is coming up next week. Looking at my solar return chart has made me feel terribly sad. I'd been hoping for a positive change: I'm so very lonely.
For as long as I can remember, I have felt that I was alone. I attribute this to my Moon in Capricorn; Chiron opposite Venus, ruler of my 7th and 11th houses, emphasizes this even more. My Moon is trine Pluto and, while that does give me a strong intuition and empathy, and made me feel particularly tuned-in to my children in many ways, I agree that the troublesome facets of that aspect are attributable to my relationship with my mother. My mother detested me from the beginning. She hadn't wanted to have children and felt that I had ruined her life by being born. I am very much like my father; after he died when I was 8, I became the focus of her anger about losing him. She described me as not worth knowing, a parasite. That's a pretty strong portrayal of the Moon in the 2nd house, isn't it? She resented having to raise me and, when she died, disinherited me because, her will said, she'd done more than enough for me already. (I have a younger sister whom my mother loved very much and treated completely differently.)
I married a very Scorpionic man who became increasingly abusive over time, refusing to allow me to develop my career or to control my income. Mars opposite my Ascendant can mean attracting abusive men, and that does seem to be what happened. (It may also point to anger management problems, but that's not one of my problems, thankfully!) One of the reasons I ended the marriage was that I was lonely. I wasn't allowed to have friends or to be close to other people. Maybe, he said, I could have a friend after the children were grown, but until then he insisted that I be able to respond to his life, his career, his schedule. He's a complete sociopath with no conscience and no ability to be empathetic, though he usually performs those things well enough, when it suits him. He controlled every part of my life.
After we separated, he dedicated himself to ensuring that I would have no resources and receive little to no child support. As a result, I wasn't able to develop my own career or personal life because everything I earned had to be used for my children. Food banks and charities provided what I couldn't. Having no friends didn't change because I couldn't afford to go out and meet people or build relationships with other parents.
I moved to Vancouver with my youngest child about five years ago. While many things are much improved, here, and while it's great to be out of my ex-husband's easy reach and back in the city where I grew up, my level of poverty hasn't improved. My work is piecemeal. I have nothing to invest in my business or to improve my skills. I'm always teetering on the edge of financial disaster. At my age, no one will hire me to work any other way.
I try to be cheerful and positive but in actuality, while high-functioning, I am chronically depressed. I do know people here, but they're mostly quite a bit older than I am and not really friends. I've been in a relationship with a man for the last 18 months, but we're not compatible in a lot of ways and, in any case, I'm not very important to him.
See, that's the thing: I have never been very important to anyone except my children when they were very young. I've never been "first" for anybody, anytime. I seem to be a good back-up: I'm useful, helpful, and resourceful. I'm pleasant, warm, friendly and even entertaining. I try not to think about myself too much and to put others' needs and interests first. I don't ask for much from other people. I make it easy for others to be with me, but it's also easy not to be with me, or to forget about me altogether. My birthday is next week and not even my children will remember it. I'm just not the kind of person others care about very much. I'm not a martyr: I don't feel as though I've sacrificed myself. I've never much mattered.
I don't think anyone knows me. People admire things I do. But they don't get close to me and I guess I don't know how to get close to them, either. I'm 54 years old and I haven't had a real friend since grad school almost 30 years ago.
I accept that, having married the man I married, I made a worse mistake in leaving him. I wasn't happy in our marriage, but I never worried about whether the rent could be paid or whether I could feed my children. After I left, I did the best I could, and the youngest is about to enter university, now. But my own life is as tight and narrow as can be.
I really don't want to turn this into a maudlin, "poor me" thread. I almost never talk about these things. I try to be positive, optimistic and pragmatic most of the time. But I'm struggling hard these days. I don't see much hope for change in my life. Maybe this bleak emptiness is the price I have to pay for the mistakes I made. If that's true, I need to find a way to be reconciled with it. After all, Pluto was in my first house throughout my marriage and has been harrowing my first and second houses ever since. But I'm afraid of growing old, alone.
I'm attaching my natal chart and the solar return for this coming year. I don't think it matters much, but I was actually born in Oklahoma. However, I've lived in Vancouver, B.C. for most of my life and the relocated chart feels right for me, although I've never been able to express much of its potential.
If anyone has insights to offer, I'm open to learning.
Thank you.
For as long as I can remember, I have felt that I was alone. I attribute this to my Moon in Capricorn; Chiron opposite Venus, ruler of my 7th and 11th houses, emphasizes this even more. My Moon is trine Pluto and, while that does give me a strong intuition and empathy, and made me feel particularly tuned-in to my children in many ways, I agree that the troublesome facets of that aspect are attributable to my relationship with my mother. My mother detested me from the beginning. She hadn't wanted to have children and felt that I had ruined her life by being born. I am very much like my father; after he died when I was 8, I became the focus of her anger about losing him. She described me as not worth knowing, a parasite. That's a pretty strong portrayal of the Moon in the 2nd house, isn't it? She resented having to raise me and, when she died, disinherited me because, her will said, she'd done more than enough for me already. (I have a younger sister whom my mother loved very much and treated completely differently.)
I married a very Scorpionic man who became increasingly abusive over time, refusing to allow me to develop my career or to control my income. Mars opposite my Ascendant can mean attracting abusive men, and that does seem to be what happened. (It may also point to anger management problems, but that's not one of my problems, thankfully!) One of the reasons I ended the marriage was that I was lonely. I wasn't allowed to have friends or to be close to other people. Maybe, he said, I could have a friend after the children were grown, but until then he insisted that I be able to respond to his life, his career, his schedule. He's a complete sociopath with no conscience and no ability to be empathetic, though he usually performs those things well enough, when it suits him. He controlled every part of my life.
After we separated, he dedicated himself to ensuring that I would have no resources and receive little to no child support. As a result, I wasn't able to develop my own career or personal life because everything I earned had to be used for my children. Food banks and charities provided what I couldn't. Having no friends didn't change because I couldn't afford to go out and meet people or build relationships with other parents.
I moved to Vancouver with my youngest child about five years ago. While many things are much improved, here, and while it's great to be out of my ex-husband's easy reach and back in the city where I grew up, my level of poverty hasn't improved. My work is piecemeal. I have nothing to invest in my business or to improve my skills. I'm always teetering on the edge of financial disaster. At my age, no one will hire me to work any other way.
I try to be cheerful and positive but in actuality, while high-functioning, I am chronically depressed. I do know people here, but they're mostly quite a bit older than I am and not really friends. I've been in a relationship with a man for the last 18 months, but we're not compatible in a lot of ways and, in any case, I'm not very important to him.
See, that's the thing: I have never been very important to anyone except my children when they were very young. I've never been "first" for anybody, anytime. I seem to be a good back-up: I'm useful, helpful, and resourceful. I'm pleasant, warm, friendly and even entertaining. I try not to think about myself too much and to put others' needs and interests first. I don't ask for much from other people. I make it easy for others to be with me, but it's also easy not to be with me, or to forget about me altogether. My birthday is next week and not even my children will remember it. I'm just not the kind of person others care about very much. I'm not a martyr: I don't feel as though I've sacrificed myself. I've never much mattered.
I don't think anyone knows me. People admire things I do. But they don't get close to me and I guess I don't know how to get close to them, either. I'm 54 years old and I haven't had a real friend since grad school almost 30 years ago.
I accept that, having married the man I married, I made a worse mistake in leaving him. I wasn't happy in our marriage, but I never worried about whether the rent could be paid or whether I could feed my children. After I left, I did the best I could, and the youngest is about to enter university, now. But my own life is as tight and narrow as can be.
I really don't want to turn this into a maudlin, "poor me" thread. I almost never talk about these things. I try to be positive, optimistic and pragmatic most of the time. But I'm struggling hard these days. I don't see much hope for change in my life. Maybe this bleak emptiness is the price I have to pay for the mistakes I made. If that's true, I need to find a way to be reconciled with it. After all, Pluto was in my first house throughout my marriage and has been harrowing my first and second houses ever since. But I'm afraid of growing old, alone.
I'm attaching my natal chart and the solar return for this coming year. I don't think it matters much, but I was actually born in Oklahoma. However, I've lived in Vancouver, B.C. for most of my life and the relocated chart feels right for me, although I've never been able to express much of its potential.
If anyone has insights to offer, I'm open to learning.
Thank you.