I can’t stand people who are obsessed with zodiac signs. Like, seriously, how is my personality determined by the position of some stars millions of miles away? It’s always the same thing: “Oh, you’re a Virgo? That explains everything.” No, Karen, it explains nothing.
And then there’s the unsolicited advice based on your sign. “You should avoid Aries energy this month,” or “Mercury’s in retrograde, so your life is going to fall apart.” Maybe my life is a mess because of actual problems, not because some planet decided to moonwalk for a bit.
It’s exhausting. I just want to exist without my every action being chalked up to my birthdate. Not everything is written in the stars, okay? Let me live.