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Hate Mail, Christmas, Suicide And Transcendence
Astrology in real life
My hate mail is legendary. Chock it up to Mars Mercury (attack via communication) and my Neptune problems (projection). Yesterday on the phone with the soldier:
“Yeah, someone wrote to let me know there was nothing special about me and the only reason anyone loved me was because of blue smoke around me. They want to fill me in on the fact that I suck. I’ve have been writing about how difficult things are but said that I felt okay because of the love in my life so they had to take a shot at that. I didn’t really read the thing, I didn’t want to internalize it, but that was the gist. There is nothing to love about me… people love me because I have them tricked. In reality I am a piece of crap.” (swearing after the break)
“Love you because they are tricked? It’s a hell of a trick, P. Bet they wish they could trick like that. People actually write things like that to you?”
“Hell yes. Every day. I don’t think a day goes by I don’t get a mail or a comment like that. Sometimes I get several. They see I am having a hard time and they still do it. You think they’d give it a rest for Christmas but no.”
“They want to drive you to suicide,’ he said.
“What? Drive me to suicide?”
“Yeah, it’s the season,” he said. “Let’s see if we can get her to kill herself. That’s what they want and I love it when people do that shit to me. Come sneakin’ around… whoops! Claymore mine, motherfucker!” he said with loudly, with glee.
I snorted.
“Yeah, I guess you thought I was stupid but apparently I’m not. Because now your ass is flung up onto the bamboo and I guess I’ll do a happy dance around your limp body.”
I laughed for 10 minutes. “These people are idiots,” I said.
“That they are.”
“They stick their knife all in you and it isn’t even you. They are only about a continent off their mark and if they had any idea how stupid they sound it would be them at risk for suicide. Oh, I’m going to get Elsa, today. Well, no. Not with that pea-brain you’re not but go ahead and wave your little dick. I have a new way of dealing with this by the way. I’ll tell you about it sometime. I have had a stroke of brilliance. I have broken through and now the stupid are stupider than ever.”
Do you draw fire? If so, how do you deal with it?
21 Responses to “Hate Mail, Christmas, Suicide And Transcendence”
Not much since grade school, which is just as well; I internalized a lot of the cruel things kids said then, and probably wouldn’t deal with it much better now.
I’m glad you had that stroke of brilliance, though.
I also have mars conjunct mercury and get the wind knocked out of me sometimes(ugh)…keep your chin up. 
Crap like that just doesn’t compute with me. Why the hell would you waste your energy raging at someone like that? If I was you I’d frame those because it’d say to me that they were SO intimidated by me that they felt compelled to try to put me down. Morons.
I’ve dealt with a good deal of hate mail over the years too, Elsa, though not to the godawful degree you seem to have experienced! (I doubt I’d still be writing if I got hate mail every friggin’ day… you are a better woman than I!) I have to suspect these people are envious of you… you are rather spectacular. As for me, when I write about my personal experiences rather than spouting a lot of astro generica, some people really love it - but those are also the articles and posts that really draw the wrath of the bitter and hateful (chalk it up to my Moon square Pluto/Midheaven). I figure they have a hard time admitting their own vulnerability or whatever. Who knows, really. At this point it’s a lot easier to shrug it off, but it’s never a good feeling, is it? On the other hand, readers who connect with your stuff are a joy forever - I hope you hear from plenty of us, too!
This is only a parallel idea of what you have described. Not nearly as brutal as what you are putting up with. At the gallery I work for there is an artist guy there, Arthur Gonzalez, he is a gifted sculptor. He put together a book of rejection letters he has recieved over the years onto which he painted and drew and created art. He transended the idea of rejection and made fantstic, hilarious, poignant art out of it. Of course, none of the letters were gunning for suicide, still, the brilliance of the way he transformed rejection into his own creation is wonderful. We can all learn from this. The book is called “The Art of Rejection”. Search it and check it out. Genious. And you E? Genious.
Mars/Mercury in Scorp and I don’t seem to draw fire . . . if anything, most people go out of their way to avoid pissing me off. Must be what they see because I’m a very laid back sort!
Please remember, Elsa, most of us astrologers know you are very, very good at what you do. Me, I’m always blown away at how MUCH you do every day - and that’s just here on your blog!!
I’m hit hard once every month of the year bc I’m the kind of person that is incapable of defending herself from hateful people. They can tell by my body language and my face that I’ll refuse to verbally or physically fight back bc I don’t want to lower myself to their hopeless and very tainted level. They realize I’ll always be ok no matter what they say or do to me. Unlike them. They can’t say the same and can’t stand the fact. They hate themselves for it as much as they hate their own lives bc I’m capable of loving myself and loving others right back, which makes them wish I’d just remove myself from life so they can’t be reminded of it and be tormented by it any longer. Well, that’s too bad for them. And I’d say that is exactly what is happening with you and those jerks. They see the light in you and want to rub it out any way they can. But you should never let them. You are too wonderful for that and they aren’t worth the cost.
Oh yeah, I draw fire all the time. I’ve decided that people feel threatened sometimes. That’s been a very hard thing for me to accept about myself, that I actually intimidate people.
I have to say though, that the person who mailed you that is obviously mentally disturbed. I mean that literally.
“Yeah, someone wrote to let me know there was nothing special about me and the only reason anyone loved me was because of blue smoke around me.”
You gotta quit smokin’ that shit, Elsa! We’re gettin’ high off your fumes!LOL
I had no idea that cretons could articulate…..or even write for that matter?
Well, the SFS is so right…and funny. I really loved the visual of the limp body up the bamboo tree. Hilarious!
You know, creeple like this amaze and astound me all the time. I cannot fathom how they manage to “trick” people into believing that they are human! Go figure…the pot callin’ the kettle black.
Anyway, I’m with Amethyst. I think that their “cheese done slid off their cracker”… if ya know what I mean ;).
Does this mean I can no longer have my own opinions about you, Elsa? I can no longer believe that you are magnificent or phenomenal? I can no longer SEE that you have a direct line to the Divine?
Damn. Just when I thought it was safe to form my OWN opinions I gotta go second guess myself.
Love and Blessings to you and yours, Elsa.
jamie - I don’t know about your high opinion of me but I can tell you for sure SFS (I like that name) and I have been having a field day with this one. We toss it up like skeet, ya know? Bam! Bam! Bam! We shoot the thing out of the sky and then kiss passionately with our grins, grinning.
I love it, Elsa!!
“We toss it up like skeet, ya know? Bam! Bam! Bam! We shoot the thing out of the sky and then kiss passionately with our grins, grinning.”
Magic…pure magic.
As for my opinion of you? Well, let’s just say that I’ve never been wrong in my opinions about anyone. I can read energy anywhere and yours is off the charts.(It is your energy that I am referring to as I have no idea what you’ve done in or with your life, and, I would not give a rat’s ass where that led you). Your soul’s imprint is remarkable to say the least.
>>Your soul’s imprint is remarkable to say the least.>>
Okay jamie, well I would agree with that. I am not here to fuck around that’s for sure. To fuck, maybe but not to fuck around. ::snickers::
snicker, snort, double snicker 
There is a special circle of Hell reserved for people who deliberately fuck with those whom they KNOW to be going through a difficult time.
A couple of years ago, I got hate mail, too, from one particular hate-spewing idiot such as your buddy here. I traced the guy’s IP number, Googled his e-mail address, found out who he was, where he worked and the name of his supervisor, and forwarded the e-mails and info to his superior. After all, he was a Federal worker giving me shit from his office computer on the taxpayer’s dime. I haven’t heard a peep outta him since, nor have I received anything less than respectful communications from any source since.
Dirty deeds done dirt cheap, Elsa. I’d be happy to be of service.
I guess maybe that’s the reason this is all so baffling to me is that I rarely draw fire…I seem to always stay under the radar, and if I do manage to draw fire I probably earned it. But I can’t imagine flinging shit just to fling it either so either way…I don’t get it.
Damn, Avery! I’m scared o’ you
Yup. Some really godawful stuff, always out of left field.
I guess I have accepted that the world is not a 100% nice place, that bad things do happen and some of them are going to happen to me. The real stuff which needs to be dealt with, I try to just do it and ask for help but not complain about it toooo much.
The gratuitous stuff, though– I blast the shit out of those fuckers. Some anonymous thing left a couple truly nasty comments on one of my blogs recently. I’m way over feeling like I need to consider if there’s something true reflected there, or trying to be “bigger than.” It’s not worth it. I come out with the knives and don’t dick around, I just flatten them, now that I’ve invested the time to know my judgment is sound. That is some progressed Mars in Scorpio action there! W00t!
I say, use those opportunities for target practice, Elsa! If they are dumb enough to fuck with you, it should be their funeral.
I tend to draw a lot of fire, and jealousy. I think people with strong Mars aspects get a lot of this. With Aries rising and Sun/Mars in Leo, I’ve found that I’m a target for incredibly insecure people.
Another thing that annoys the crap out of me is when people post nasty, “anonymous” comments. Someone did this recently on a comm I belong to, where a girl was showing pictures of her wedding. I went right after the person and left a stinging comment. Why do people like to throw ice water on other people’s joy? And why not post your name and take the heat, instead of being cloaked and mysterious and running off like a coward?
I’m so glad you have the soldier to make you laugh, Elsa. Because with everything you’ve been through recently, you don’t need lowlifes bringing you down.
i have on occassion drawn fire and i have never understood it. so what if you don’t like what i think? there are literally billions of other people you can choose to turn your attention to. so you pick one you don’t like? you must be a moron, then.
i dodge.
i avoid people who are that insecure.
i don’t leave much of myself out there for people to aim at.
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Wow, I’m so glad I have love in my life too, so I don’t have to go through life a bitter fucking moron.
Yes, I draw fire (Mars Opp. Pluto; Sun opposed Uranus). A coworker who I suspect of *blaming* me for this finally saw it in action with a person losing their marbles with me on the phone, and said ‘Why do people do this with you?’
I think some of us are easier to project upon, so I try to make myself as un-reflectable as possible. I try to maintain my steady. Detach, deflect, disengage. It can be hard, my South Node is in Aries (3rd) so I’m inclined to protect myself…
but why protect yourself against crazy? Just remove all stimulus, all illusions, maintain the stillness and silence of my inner self and walk away, mentally and physically.