I’m a Gemini married to a Virgo, so I’m sure you can imagine the difficulties we might have. I talk, he doesn’t. I multi-task, he dithers. I talk about my feelings, he doesn’t have any. Blah blah blah.
Anyway, I was diagnosed with a type of gastrointestinal disorder 3 years ago and I won’t go into detail, but it’s all been very Pluto. You know.
I have been very sick during this time, at more than one point looking like a ghoulish shadow of my former self. But instead of being a nurturing Virgo (like my Mother, also a Virgo, and selfless to a fault) the Virgo Robot seems to regard my illness with disdain and a kind of, “ick, can’t you just, not be sick around me?” factor.
Last night in one of our usual lying-in-bed unable-to-sleep rows (or shall I say, screaming monologue) he eventually cracked after 1.5 hours and revealed that he wishes I would just “stop talking” sometimes and that he finds my health condition “off-putting”.
I then proceeded to lose my sh*t during which at some point, he actually fell asleep.
What is it with Virgos? My ex-boyfriend was a Virgo and was exactly the same. Every time I began to show too much emotion, vulnerability or realness he would start blinking nervously like Phil Dunphy and slowly back away from me.
They also just don’t smell. They always either smell of nothing, or some delightful aftershave or something. It’s like they don’t even walk, they just glide. And obviously, they just poop rainbows. Ugh.
Would love to hear your thoughts xx
Dear Mrs Gemini,
Actually it is hard for me to imagine the difficulties a Virgo and a Gemini might have – on the face of it – as you at at least both Mercurial, both Mutable. Gemini-Virgo can be a super-erudite and cool coupling. And i also adore Virgo men, one in particular. So the robotic scenario you’re describing is not endemic to Virgos.
However, this seems like a zombie marriage. One of the both of you are already energetically outta there. If this relationship were an empire, this would be the stage where the barbarians are storming the gate, the city guards are already running out the back with as much loot as they can carry, the slaves are in open revolt and the emperor and empress are drunk in their quarters. Fin de siecle and all that.
Maybe it all came to some sort of a climax or moment of clarity with the recent Grand Cardinal Cross-Zap Zone intensification (mid-April to May, on again now) but if what you’re describing is for real, would it not be time to either (a) seek couples counseling or (b) devise an exit strategy?
Remember that the Zap Zone (on till next April) rewards authenticity and soul-driven enterprise or relationships but it is a hell of a punish for those lingering in stagnant circumstances.
What does everyone else think?
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