Original Advice
“DONT: Don't text-argue; request a quick call.”
Put Down the Paragraphs. Call.
Your thumbs are not your sword. They are your shield. You hide inside grammar, scoring points with commas while the actual issue goes stale. Long texts let you edit yourself into righteousness and erase the warmth that proves you care. Stop litigating from the notes app. Pick up the phone. Hear breath, not bubbles. Interrupt the spiral with a voice. Your polite ellipses read as knives.
Mercury rules you, but text flattens Mercury into static. Tone, pause, breath, and mistakes carry truth that bullet points cannot. A call collapses delay, kills the courtroom, and makes space for a real correction. Screenshots become altars to resentment. You prefer clean data; voice gives you it—the wobble, the laugh, the sigh that says enough. Choose signal over receipts. Resolve, then return to your life.
Cosmic Context
Mutable earth ruled by Mercury, you process everything. Use that gift to repair, not archive grievances.
Action
──────Stop typing paragraphs. Dial the number within one minute.
✨ You are allowed to be direct without being cruel. ✨