Capricorn Slump
It's a dry spell for Capricorns. Capricorn women at least. We're so lonely. So abandoned. Desperate for help but with too much pride to admit it. We cry alone in our rooms when we think no one is looking. We put on a smile or a tough attitude in public. Because Capricorn women believe in strength. We see these women stuck in miserable relationships afraid to leave because they've invested so much time, feel if they left they'd lose it all, and we tell them, "You need to snap out of it and walk away from him. You and your children deserve better. And by staying with him you are saying that it is okay for him to treat you this way." That's what we tell these women. Because that's the kind of friend we are. As if we could do it ourselves.
It is a Capricorn's responsibility to be her own teacher, her own nurturer, her own best friend. She brings this upon herself, because you see, that strength she cherishes, is her greatest downfall. She is the victim of her own demise.
Her friends comfort and console the openly weak ones. The ones who have hurt her just walk away and move on with their lives. Because they know she will heal herself. Because she is strong.
And she will heal herself. All day alone in her room. Or maybe at the park. Or during a walk down the street. Imagining life and the world are what they should be rather than what they are.
"Don't worry," they say. "She'll figure it out. She's a big girl."
And she will figure it out. All by herself. While no one reads this. Or maybe a few will and won't respond.
It is a Capricorn's responsibility to be her own teacher, her own nurturer, her own best friend. She brings this upon herself, because you see, that strength she cherishes, is her greatest downfall. She is the victim of her own demise.
Her friends comfort and console the openly weak ones. The ones who have hurt her just walk away and move on with their lives. Because they know she will heal herself. Because she is strong.
And she will heal herself. All day alone in her room. Or maybe at the park. Or during a walk down the street. Imagining life and the world are what they should be rather than what they are.
"Don't worry," they say. "She'll figure it out. She's a big girl."
And she will figure it out. All by herself. While no one reads this. Or maybe a few will and won't respond.