Starting This Messy Journey
Okay so back in early 2020, me and my Aries girlfriend were basically at each other’s throats. Like, constantly. I’m a Virgo, over here needing everything planned and clean, right? And she? Pure chaos energy. Impulsive decisions, zero plan, stuff scattered everywhere – drove me nuts. Remembered seeing stuff about zodiac compatibility online. Figured, why not? Maybe the stars had some clue why we kept tripping over each other. Started digging into Virgo and Aries love compatibility like my sanity depended on it. Probably did.
The Big Problems Smacking Us in the Face
Looking up Virgo-Aries stuff felt like reading my own diary. Spot on. Saw the core clashes screamed about everywhere:
- Me wanting routine and order vs. her needing sudden adventure and zero planning.
- Her saying whatever fiery thing popped into her head vs. me obsessively overthinking every word before speaking.
- Her moving a million miles an hour vs. me wanting to analyze every step before moving an inch.
Felt like looking at a roadmap of every argument we’d ever had. Frustrating, but weirdly validating.
My Attempted “Simple Fixes” (Yeah, Right)
Read tons of articles promising quick fixes. “Compromise! Communicate! Meet halfway!” Easy words. Hard to actually do. But hey, tried anything that seemed kinda logical.
- Tried the “Schedule Spontaneity” trick. Seriously. Blocked out “impulsive fun time” on our shared calendar for Saturday afternoons. She showed up late. I stressed about the unplanned-ness of whatever she planned. Felt super awkward and forced. Not a winner.
- Did the “Bite Your Tongue” challenge. When she’d say something super blunt, I’d try NOT to immediately dissect it or get offended. Lasted maybe twice. My brain needs to analyze. Exploded eventually. Bigger fight.
- Attempted a “Decision Swap.” Let her pick what we ate one night (she chose tacos from a sketchy van – gutsy!). I picked the route for a weekend drive (planned every rest stop). We both hated the other person’s choice half the time. Mixed results. Mostly annoying.
Felt like putting bandaids on a dam leak. Didn’t stop the flood.
The Reality Check (Happened in My Car)
After another dumb fight – pretty sure it was about leaving dishes in the sink vs. loading the dishwasher immediately – I sat in my car just drained. All those astrology articles made it seem like these fixes were magic buttons. They weren’t. Our basic wiring was fundamentally different. Trying to “fix” her Aries energy or squash my Virgo tendencies was impossible. And honestly, kinda disrespectful. The “fix” wasn’t about changing each other.
The actual, messy fix started much slower.
- Started naming the clash. Instead of yelling when her spontaneity overwhelmed me, I’d grit my teeth and say: “Okay. Virgo brain overload alert. Need 10 minutes of quiet to process this chaos.” She’d actually laugh sometimes and give me space.
- Stopped trying to make her organize MY way. Her desk looked like a bomb hit it? Fine. Door closed. Not my problem. I focused on keeping my own spaces meticulous, which kept my sanity intact.
- Celebrated the opposites sometimes. Needed a risky decision made? Handed it to her. Needed the intricate details figured out? That was my job. Started appreciating that fire when it wasn’t burning me.
Less “fixing” the zodiac, more like learning to work with the damn wiring. Lots of “Okay, THAT is pure Aries right there” or “Classic Virgo overthinking activated” statements. Became our weird code.
Where We Landed? Still Clashing. Still Together.
2020 was wild, man. Astrology didn’t give us shortcuts. Understanding Virgo and Aries compatibility wasn’t about finding a manual. It was like getting a slightly blurry blueprint of the battlefield. Recognized the landmines better. Still stepped on them occasionally, but maybe less catastrophically? We broke up mid-year for a few messy months (COVID stress + zodiac chaos!), then got back together figuring we understood the battlefield now. Did those articles solve it? Nah. Did knowing the patterns help navigate the chaos? A little. Still messy. Still loud. Still learning.
