Okay so this August I got curious about Virgo women stuff after my niece’s birthday. Wanted to see if those “traits” held up in real life, not just some vague magazine list. Figured the best way was to dive into my own damn self since I’m one. Right?
Kicking Things Off With Planning Chaos
Started simple. Grabbed my notebook – the messy one full of grocery lists and podcast ideas – and flipped to a clean page. Wrote “Supposed Virgo Stuff” at the top. Brain dumped everything I’d ever heard: organized, picky, overthinkers, practical, worrywarts, helpful. Just a big, messy list. Looked like my spice cabinet before I sorted it.
Then came the real work. I had to separate what felt true for ME from the astrology buzzwords.
- The Organized Obsession? Yeah, partly. I spent Sunday colour-coding my calendar. Work stuff blue, personal green, fitness orange. Felt satisfying as hell. But then? My closet is a disaster zone. So it’s not universal neat freak, more like selective control freak spots.
- The Practical Brain? Oh god, yes. Wanted new running shoes. Instead of just buying the cool ones, I made a damn spreadsheet. Compared prices on three sites, read way too many reviews about arch support, calculated cost-per-mile based on expected lifespan. Drove myself nuts but saved forty bucks. Felt equal parts stupid and smug.
- The Worry Wart Thing? Big checkmark there. Tried to plan a weekend hike. Ended up spending hours checking weather on four apps, mapping emergency exit routes, researching snake bite protocols. Convinced myself a minor thunderstorm predicted for a different county meant instant doom. Nearly canceled. Went anyway – it was fine, obviously.
- Helpful or Just Bossy? Oof. Saw my partner struggling to fold a fitted sheet. Cringed internally. Had to physically walk away to stop myself from elbowing them aside to “do it right”. Felt the urge to correct the barista about the milk foam texture. Fought my own brain. Helpfulness? Maybe. Or maybe I just really want things done my specific way.
The Big Overthinking Experiment
My biggest test? Decision-making. Wanted a new coffee mug. Should be simple. Step one: Browse online. Step two: Found twenty possibilities. Step three: Fell into a rabbit hole. Ceramic composition? Toxins? Microwave safe label font clarity? Sustainable shipping practices? Handle ergonomics research? The spreadsheet came out again. Two days later, the notebook had pages of pros/cons. Felt paralyzed. Finally just chose the one whose color didn’t stress me out. The process, though? Pure Virgo torture chamber.
And the self-criticism? Yeah. Spilled coffee on my newly color-coded planner page. Spent ten minutes internally lecturing myself about clumsiness instead of just wiping it up. Classic.
So What Actually Stuck?
After a few weeks watching myself like a weird, self-focused scientist?
- The practicality is real. Sometimes to a comical degree. Can’t help but optimize things.
- Organization happens, but only in areas where I crave control. Other parts? Pure chaos. Not the perfect robot stereotype.
- The overthinking and worrying? Damn near debilitating sometimes. The brain doesn’t shut off. Analysis paralysis is my default setting.
- The critical/perfectionist streak hits hard – mostly directed inward. The urge to “fix” others? Strong, but learning to bite my tongue is a life skill.
Doesn’t mean every Virgo woman is exactly this. But for me? That “practical, overthinking organizer with a critical eye” core? It tracks. Not a mystical destiny, just how my wiring seems to work. Learned to laugh at it mostly… kinda… when I’m not fighting my own brain over coffee mugs.
