Original Advice

Silence is still anger, Aquarius.: You’re not above emotions—you’re avoiding them with logic. Detaching protects you, but it also confuses people who care. Name the hurt, or you’ll keep losing closeness while insisting you’re fine.

Stop Disguising Anger as Reason

Your silence is not maturity; it's punishment dressed as poise. You swallow sparks and call it progress. You measure the room, calculate the angle, and leave everyone guessing while your chest tightens like a locked drawer. Detachment keeps your hands clean, but it dirties the bond. Name the bruise or watch connection rot while you defend your calm like a brand.

Anger isn't beneath you; it's your alarm system. Logic mutes it until it rewires the whole house. You pride yourself on objectivity, but people read your quiet as cold. They stop knocking. Precision without confession starves intimacy. Say what cut you, when it happened, and what matters now. Simplicity beats theory. Speak heat in plain nouns and dates. Repair starts where analysis ends.

Cosmic Context

Fixed air holds a storm forever. Saturn and Uranus make you cool on the surface, electric underneath.

Action

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Text one person: 'I am angry because ____.'

You are allowed to be angry and still be loved.