Man, let me tell you, relationships are tough. Mine, especially, hit a really rocky patch a few months back. Everything just felt… off. We were arguing more, communicating less, and I felt this constant tension humming in the background, like a low-grade headache that never quite faded. We just couldn’t seem to get on the same page, no matter how hard we tried, or rather, no matter how hard I tried to initiate those “talks.” It felt like we were drifting apart, and frankly, it scared the crap out of me. I really didn’t want to lose what we had built.
I’ve always dabbled a bit with tarot cards, mostly for personal reflection, nothing too serious. But when things got really hairy with us, I found myself pulling out my deck, desperate for some kind of insight, any signpost, really. I shuffled that deck probably a hundred times, just letting all that worry and confusion pour into the cards. I was really trying to quiet my mind, you know, just breathe and focus on what was going on between me and him. I needed some clarity, something to help me understand what the hell was happening and, more importantly, what I could actually do about it.
I laid out a simple spread, just three cards: past, present, future. The first two were… okay, not great, but not terrible. Then came the third card, the one for the “future” or “outcome,” and my heart just sank when I saw it. It was The Lovers, but it was upside down. Reversed. I sat there just staring at it for a good long minute. My stomach did a little flip. I knew enough to know that a reversed Lovers card usually isn’t good news when you’re asking about your relationship. My initial thought was, “Oh god, this is it. We’re doomed.” It felt like a punch to the gut, like the universe was confirming all my worst fears.
But then, after that initial wave of panic washed over me, a different feeling started to creep in. It wasn’t despair, not exactly. It was more like… a challenge. I mean, what did “reversed” really mean in this context? Was it truly the end, or was it a sign that something needed a serious shake-up? I decided right then and there I wasn’t going to just accept the doom and gloom. I had to dig deeper. I grabbed my tarot journal and my old dusty tarot book. I started flipping through pages, trying to remember what a reversed Lovers card could mean beyond just “bad relationship stuff.”
I read about how it could mean disharmony, misalignment of values, a tough choice needing to be made, or even infidelity, but I immediately dismissed that last one. My gut just told me that wasn’t it. What stuck out to me was the idea of “misalignment” and “difficult choices.” I started thinking about us. We had been together for a while, and somewhere along the line, we’d stopped really checking in with each other about our individual paths. It felt like we were walking side-by-side, but maybe not actually together anymore. Our priorities had started to diverge, and we hadn’t really acknowledged it. We weren’t communicating about the big stuff, just getting caught up in the day-to-day grind.
The card also whispered something about “making a choice.” And that’s when it clicked. It wasn’t about whether we should be together, but how. Were we truly committed to making this work, or were we just letting things happen? Was one of us (or both of us) avoiding a tough conversation because it felt too scary? I realized I had been doing a lot of that avoiding myself. I had been hoping things would just magically get better, instead of actually rolling up my sleeves and facing the hard stuff head-on.
So, armed with this new perspective, I decided to act. I didn’t just wait for things to change. I started by really sitting with myself and thinking about what I wanted. What were my non-negotiables? Where had I been slacking? Where had I stopped putting in the effort? It wasn’t about blaming him; it was about owning my part in the whole mess. Then, I knew I had to talk to him, really talk, not just have another surface-level argument.
I picked a quiet evening, no distractions, and I just laid it all out. I told him how I was feeling, how scared I was that we were drifting. I shared my fears, my worries, and yes, even what I had reflected on from the tarot card, though I kept it pretty vague, just about the idea of “misalignment” and “choices.” He listened, really listened, which was a huge relief. And then he opened up too. It turned out he’d been feeling a lot of the same things, but neither of us had been brave enough to truly voice them. We talked for hours that night, just raw and honest. We talked about our future, our individual goals, and how we could support each other better. We finally started to hash out where we were truly at odds and where we could find common ground again.
It wasn’t a magic fix, not overnight. One conversation doesn’t undo months of unspoken tension. But that talk, that confrontation of the “reversed” energy, that moment where we actually chose to face the issues instead of letting them fester, it was the turning point. We started making small changes. We started having regular check-ins, intentional ones, not just reactive ones. We planned more dates, made time for each other, and actively worked on listening to understand, not just to respond. It was hard work, sometimes really uncomfortable, but it felt good to be actively building something again instead of just watching it crumble.
Looking back, that Lovers Reversed card wasn’t a prophecy of doom. It was a damn alarm bell. It screamed, “Wake up! Something’s out of whack, and you need to pay attention, or you’re gonna lose it!” It forced me to actually confront the issues that were brewing beneath the surface. It wasn’t about predicting an end, but about highlighting where we were misaligned and pushing us to make a conscious choice to address those issues. And man, I’m glad it did. Our relationship feels stronger now, more intentional, and we’re actually working as a team again. Sometimes, you just need a big old upside-down sign to get your head on straight.
