On The Cusp Of ......Something

I’m just going to come straight out and say that Scorpios have a disgustingly bad reputation for no reason at all. People think that just because we are secretive, jealous, obsessive at times, violent, and unforgiving, that we also aren’t some of the absolute best folks to have around! True, we aren’t the most friendly sign in the world, but honestly, if you piss one of us off, it’s most likely your fault. Everything we do is in our own defense, and we really value our freedom above almost anything else, which makes us similar to another sign. The Sagittarius is warm, friendly, adventurous, and has a great sense of humor. So not all the way similar, since Scorpios are so wrapped in their own head, jokes don’t register as jokes a lot of the time. But as with most other things in my life, it’s a little bit more complicated for me, as I was born close enough to the end of Scorpio cycle and the beginning of the Sagittarius cycle that I have traits from both signs. I was born on what is called a cusp.

Best Of Both Worlds? Or Worst?

To be clear, this does NOT mean I have two signs. While I do have personality traits from both signs, as I explained above, I am ultimately still classified as a Scorpio. And really, if we’re going to be completely transparent, horoscopes aren’t exactly gospel. Everyone has the same baseline personality traits lurking around somewhere. However, if we’re gonna play this game, we might as well have some fun with it, right?

Seeing Things I’d Rather Not

To start, I have always been good at detecting the emotions of others, classically like a Scorpio. Reading body language is something that has always come naturally to me. It’s how I realized nobody liked me when I was a kid. I noticed all the small telltale signs; kids scooting away when I sat next to them, eyes looking me up and down, naunces in people‘s voices when I was talking to them, all the little insults and backhanded compliments, the whole thing. I was so good at it, it made me paranoid.

Adults in my life said that I read too much into things, that I used to look for hidden meanings in everything everyone said. The problem was that I was right the majority of the time whenever someone was spiting me, which leads me to my next point: I. Hate. Liars. Cannot stand them. Especially when the lie is about something that’s not even very serious. A lot of times, when I talk to women, the vibes are normally really good, but then there’s always some excuse or some nonsensical explanation or inexplicable lack of communication that ruins my interest in that girl. Things would much easier if they told me they weren’t interested. I understand why girls feel the need to be secretive, but it’s aggravating nonetheless. For that matter, I also despise people to an extent.

The general tendecies of other human beings just..... I don’t know what it is. It irks my souls. It makes me want to take it out on another person’s face, but I control myself. Most of the time. Like Scorpios, I am a very defensive person, so if you anger me enough to want to fight you, knock me out or pin me to the ground so that I can’t hurt you, because it’s the only way I won’t. If you kill me, I’m probably haunting your soul. I also can’t allow injustices to stand in my presence. I always try to stand for my beliefs, no matter how small they may seem to others.

Going Places

Now, like a Sagittarius, I like to travel. I don’t have money to travel, though. So I settled for college. But then I couldn’t even go to the college I wanted to go to, so I couldn’t travel the way I wanted to. I can’t tolerate being stuck in the same place or even feeling like I’m struck. I always took little trips around the building whenever I asked to use the bathroom in class. It’s also the reason why I left for college in the first place: I needed to feel like I was going somewhere.

Now, my sense of humor ain’t up to snuff, but I’m working to change it. It’s funny, because I almost always hold back when I really want to say for the sake of someone else’s feelings, and as it would so happen, my sense of humor is really, really mean. Ironically enough, people always had it in their heads that I was a naturally mean person. What is it called, the “resting bitch face”? But my thoughts were often darker than any person could speculate, so I’ll just humor to voice my discontent, for their safety and my sanity. However, I have no issue telling people how I really feel and throwing everything to the wind. I have never said things just to please anyone, a common criticism of the Sag. But I also have a tendency to go too far trying to aim for a person’s soul, like a Scorpio. It’s going to be a challenge to decipher when it’s needed and when it’s not, but it’s what people like me live for.

It’s Not That Complicated

Ultimately, my personality mix kind of makes sense, even though it’s not really supposed to. We all have traits that betray the other, as is human nature. Understanding myself, and my quirks, is the only way I can truly reach my goals, and I no longer feel the need to hide or get away from who I am to make anyone happy. My own peace is what matters most in the end.