Okay folks, buckle up. Remember yesterday, scrolling through that dating app feeling kinda bleh? Yeah, me too. Then it hit me – saw this pop up in my feed, “Virgo and Virgo Compatibility 2018 Quick Guide: Understand It Fast!” Now, I’m a Virgo, my ex from that chaotic 2017-2018 period? Also a damn Virgo. Figured, why not? Maybe it’ll make sense of that whole mess now. Let’s see what this guide actually says versus what went down.
Step 1: Grabbed the Guide & My Old Journals
First thing after breakfast? Pulled up that Virgo-Virgo compatibility guide. It promised a “Quick Guide”, so I hoped for bullet points, not an essay. Then, I dragged out this dusty box from under the bed – my 2017-2018 journals. Needed the raw truth, not just starry-eyed memory. Coffee? Essential. Flipped open the laptop, found the guide easily enough (easy part), and cracked open the first journal. My handwriting back then? So intense. Felt like reopening Pandora’s box, honestly.
Step 2: Reading the “Easy Points” vs. My Scribbled Reality
Okay, guide starts with the sunshine stuff:
- “Both Practical and Analytical!” Yeah, big check here. Journal entry: “Spent 4 hours tonight comparing vacuum cleaner specs and calculating ROI vs lifespan. Mutual appreciation for efficiency! Feels good.” True story. Buying appliances was strangely harmonious.
- “Great Communicators!” Guide claims Virgos love clear talk. My journal: “Attempted ‘honest conversation’ about his laundry folding technique. Result: 90-minute debate on optimal towel fold angles. Ended in mutual silent frustration.” Clear? Oh yeah. Productive? Debatable.
- “Shared Desire for Order!” Absolutely. Entry: “Collaborated on reorganizing spice rack. Alphabetical, color-coded, and by cuisine type. It is magnificent. Peak Virgo satisfaction.” This part, no lie, was bliss.
Step 3: Digging Deeper – The Guide Glossed Over This Part
The guide kinda breezed past the pitfalls, just vague stuff like “watch the criticism”. My journal entries got darker:
- “The Overthinking Loop:” Entry: “Planned Saturday. Discussed options from 7pm. Debated pros/cons, weather forecasts, traffic patterns, parking logistics, contingency plans until 11pm. Movie start time? Missed. Ended up exhausted at home eating leftovers.” Guide just said “tendency to overthink”. Understatement of the damn century.
- “Criticism Olympics:” Found this gem: “Pointed out unwashed coffee cup. He critiqued my inefficient kettle placement. Spiralled into a 2-hour analysis of mutual ‘domestic inefficiencies’. Felt emotionally sandblasted.” The guide mentioned “critical” but didn’t capture the mutually assured destruction vibe.
- “The Perfectionism Paralysis:” One sad entry: “Wanted to hang that new print. Measured wall 6 times. Couldn’t agree on perfect center point or level. Frame still leaning against the wall 3 weeks later. Too scared to get it wrong.” Both terrified of imperfection, so nothing happened. Guide basically ignored this.
Step 4: Closing the Books & Realizing Why It Crashed
Finished the guide. Took maybe 15 minutes. Then I sat there, staring at the stack of journals filled with my tiny, precise handwriting documenting every neurotic detail. The guide wasn’t wrong, exactly. It got the surface traits. But using it fast? To understand? Nope. It totally missed the sheer intensity of putting two hyper-analytical, hyper-critical, anxiety-driven perfectionists in the same relationship bubble.
Flicked back to the breakup entry. No grand Virgo battle. Just quiet exhaustion. “Mutual agreement reached. Too much pressure. Too much unsaid tension. Just… tired. Feels like admitting we built a perfectly organized prison.” The guide didn’t predict the burnout from trying to live up to impossible standards – standards we were both constantly auditing each other on.
Why I Know Virgo-Virgo Was… A Lot?
Simple. I lived it. The guide gave surface-level truths. My journals? They showed the slow grind of two well-intentioned people picking every single damn thing (and each other) apart with relentless Virgo efficiency. It wasn’t malice. It was our nature turned inward. That “quick guide” failed the minute two real Virgos tried to apply it. The real guide ended up being those messy journals full of equal parts meticulous plans and mutual frustration fatigue. And honestly? Sometimes, too much of a good (or identical) thing is just… too much.
