That stupid astrology post hooked me

Scrolling lazy Sunday feeds, saw this title flashing “Understanding sun in 8th house impacts?” Usually think astrology’s bunk, but hey – free entertainment. Clicked for giggles. Article rambled about death, shared cash, heavy stuff. Typical vague doom. But then it mentioned obsession. Huh.

Decided to play detective on my own life. Dug up my birth chart online. Had to enter time, place, date – felt dumb doing it. Website spat out this wheel thing with houses. Found the 8th. Squinted. Yep, sun symbol sitting right there staring back. Coincidence? Probably. But what if…

Started connecting weird dots

Made a note page. Wrote “OBSESSION” big at top. Started listing stuff I just couldn’t drop:

• That childhood coin collection – spent summers cleaning pennies.
• The hiking phase – tracked every trail like a spy.
• Current woodworking kick – garage filled with unfinished projects.

All kinda fit, uncomfortably. Then remembered my grandma passing last year. Felt… calm handling her will stuff? Weirded myself out recalling that. Wrote it down anyway.

The creepy part

Started asking family/friends blind questions. “Hey, ever think I fixate on things?” Got laughs. And yeah nods. One buddy said, “Dude, remember when you baked sourdough for three months straight? We ate bricks.” Felt eerie. Casual chats started lining up with that dumb article.

The inheritance mention made my skin crawl. Never told anyone about my secret emergency fund – built it slowly for years. Pure comfort knowing it’s there. Read the article again. “Hidden resources.” Spot on. Creeped me right out. No lottery win though, bummer.

So what now?

No crystal ball here. Didn’t predict anything. But seeing my own patterns laid out… makes you think. Maybe astrology’s like weather reports – sometimes weirdly right, often wrong. That sun sitting stubborn in my 8th house chart? Just reminds me I gotta chill on obsessions. And maybe check that emergency fund balance. Feels less like magic, more like a dusty mirror showing things I already knew deep down but ignored. Still skeptical. Mostly. Kinda.