Original Advice

You are allowed to take up emotional space. - You don’t have to be the steady one 24/7. Let your feelings surface without minimizing them; your worth isn’t tied to constant composure. This is your official end to guilt or shame about crying.

Let the Bull Spill Over

Hard truth: your composure costume is choking you. You’ve been the weatherproof friend while a storm swells under your ribs. Control has become a superstition. The bill for silence is past due. Tears are not a malfunction; they are drainage. Refuse to be a dam. Let water leave your face before it rots the beams. Cry in daylight. Don’t apologize. Leave the tissues out like trophies.

Your sign is built like bedrock, but even bedrock channels rivers. Fixed doesn’t mean frozen. Your body stores pressure in the neck and jaw; that’s why your throat tightens when you swallow feelings. Salt is your cleanser, not your weakness. Crying lubricates your stubborn gears, returns blood to color, restores appetite and sleep. When you release pressure, you protect what you’ve built instead of cracking it.

Cosmic Context

Venus rules you: you process life through touch, taste, and throat. When the Moon hits your fixed earth, feelings pool; letting them spill keeps your ground fertile.

Action

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Cry in the shower for ten minutes tonight.

You are allowed to drip, sob, and still be solid.