Alright folks, let me tell you straight up how I actually used tarot to get some clarity on this messy love triangle I was tangled in. Yeah, sounded wild to me too at first, but man, I was desperate for answers.
The Confusion Stage
So picture this: Person A was super sweet, always texting, made me feel safe. But then Person B? Totally different energy – exciting, a bit unpredictable, gave me butterflies. Felt like I was stuck in this weird loop between them for weeks. Couldn’t decide, kept going back and forth in my head. Wasted so much time overthinking.
Deciding to Try the Cards
Honestly, I was out of ideas. Traditional advice sucked. Friends just said “follow your heart,” which was zero help when my heart wanted two different things! Remembered I had this dusty old tarot deck on my bookshelf. Thought, “What the hell, worse than wasting another night scrolling?” Figured maybe the cards could at least show me perspectives I was blind to.
Setting the Stage
Cleared off my kitchen table – crumbs and all. Grabbed the deck. Didn’t do anything fancy like candles or incense. I kept it dead simple:
- Sat down alone when the house was quiet.
- Took a few deep breaths, tried to calm the racing thoughts.
- Shuffled the cards while just focusing on the question: “What’s the real deal with me, Person A, and Person B?”
Wasn’t expecting magic, just some quiet reflection, you know?
The Card Pull (My Simple Method)
Drew three cards. One for each person involved and the dynamic:
- Card 1 (Me): Seven of Cups. Showed choices, confusion, illusions. Spot on! Felt like it called out my head-in-the-clouds indecision.
- Card 2 (Person A): Knight of Pentacles. Dependable, steady, maybe… slow? Felt solid, but kinda boring next to the next card.
- Card 3 (Person B): Knight of Whips. Fiery, impulsive, passionate. Excitement personified, but also hints of drama and instability.
And the big one, the dynamic between all of us? The Three of Swords. Ouch. Straight-up heartbreak triangle energy. Didn’t sugarcoat a thing.
The Lightbulb Moment (Not Magic, Just Sense)
Looking at those cards laid out, it wasn’t ghosts talking. It just clicked. The Seven of Cups for me? Totally my state. The Knight of Pentacles for A? They were reliable but maybe too predictable for the adventure I craved deep down. Knight of Whips for B? Fun as hell, but probably exhausting long-term. And the Three of Swords? Damn. That wasn’t about predicting doom; it was a flashing warning sign about the hurt already simmering and the potential damage if I kept stringing everyone, including myself, along.
It slapped me in the face with reality: I wasn’t in a position to choose either person clearly. I was the confused variable. Dragging this out wasn’t fair on anyone.
Where It Left Me
Did the cards tell me to pick A or B? No. They don’t work like that. Instead, they showed me the situation with brutal honesty through symbols I could feel. Result? I backed off from both for a bit. Needed space to figure out my own stuff (that Seven of Cups mess) before dragging others into it. Tarot didn’t solve the triangle; it helped me see my own role in it clearly. Turns out, understanding the “how” – just sitting, focusing, letting the cards reflect back my own chaos – was the key. Still figuring things out, but at least I’m not lying to myself anymore.
