Okay so back in early 2018, I was kinda stuck, you know? Still single, wondering if I’d ever meet someone. Feeling that Virgo urge to analyze everything to death. Then I stumbled across this article, “Virgo 2018 Love Horoscope for Singles: Top Predictions to Find Your Soulmate!”. Usually, I think horoscopes are vague fluff, but hey, feeling desperate times call for desperate measures. I figured, why not try following it step-by-step for the year? Worst case, nothing happens.
Starting Out Full of Doubt
First thing I did was actually read the damn thing. Like, properly read it. It talked about Jupiter being in Scorpio in my house of partnerships or something early in the year, meaning deep connections were possible. Then later, Venus retrograde warned about exes popping up. The main “predictions” it pushed were:
- Get out more in January-February because opportunities are knocking.
- Be open to meeting people through friends or online around May.
- Watch out for misleading charm during July-August (Venus retrograde drama).
- Focus on self-work in autumn to be ready for a serious connection.
- Late November-December could bring the big soulmate moment.
Honestly? It felt like generic advice dressed up with planets. But, stubborn Virgo mode activated: I decided to document trying this.
My “Following the Stars” Experiment
So, January hits. Prediction says “get out more”. Okay. I hate crowded bars, but I forced myself. Went to a few meetups, some terrible networking events. Felt awkward, spent way too much time analyzing conversations in my head afterward. Result? Nada. A couple polite conversations that went nowhere. Stellar start. Not.
Spring rolled around, kinda forgot about it. May prediction pops into my head: “friends or online”. Well, my friends weren’t exactly setting me up, so I reluctantly re-downloaded that dating app I swore I’d delete. Went on a few dates. One guy seemed okay-ish after chatting online, but meeting in person? Zero spark. Like, watching paint dry vibes. Another just ghosted after date one. Score another point for cosmic guidance? Nope.
Summer. Venus retrograde warning. Honestly, I was so skeptical by then I barely registered it. Then BAM. End of July. Ex texts out of the blue. Like, years later. Full-on “thinking about you” stuff. My Virgo brain instantly flashed to the horoscope: “Venus retrograde – exes”. Freaked me out a little. We talked, met up once. It was… weird. Nostalgic? Maybe for like 5 minutes. Then I remembered why we broke up. Shut that down fast. Okay, maybe that prediction got lucky? Or just reminded me of a dumb pattern.
Autumn: “Focus on self-work.” Honestly, this was the best part. Got fed up with the crappy dates and feeling disappointed. Started hitting the gym more consistently, signed up for a pottery class I’d wanted to try for ages (terrible at it, but fun!). Basically stopped actively looking. Felt better, less stressed. No soulmate sightings, though.
November-December: The supposed “soulmate season”. I was cynical by then. Went to a few holiday parties with friends, nothing pressured. Met some nice people, had good chats. But soulmate? Nah. The year ended exactly like it began: Me, single. My notebook full of snarky comments about planetary alignments.
Where It Left Me
Following that 2018 Virgo love horoscope? Total bust in terms of finding a soulmate. Not one date mentioned the positions of Jupiter! Crazy, right?
But here’s the weird thing, the practice of doing it taught me more:
- Getting out of my comfort zone (January) sucked, but proved I could do it.
- Online dating (May) reinforced what I didn’t want.
- The ex popping up (summer) was a lesson in firmly closing doors I thought were locked.
- The “self-work” (autumn) was genuinely valuable, horoscope or not.
- The “soulmate season” hype made me realize I shouldn’t force some cosmic timetable.
Overall? Waste of time trying to follow starry predictions? Yeah, mostly. But the process of trying, documenting it, and seeing it fail? That actually forced me to engage with the messy reality of dating in a way I hadn’t before. Kinda ripped the mystique away. Ended up feeling clearer about what I actually do want and control – which wasn’t the planets, but my own choices and effort. Still single? Yep. Less stressed about when it might happen? Surprisingly, yes. Still think horoscopes are mostly bullsht for finding love? Absolutely. But playing along for a year was… an experience.
