Regarding my ex…the guy with the career in Special Forces. We had spectacular fights. He has Mercury in Aries, opposite my Mars Mercury in Libra. We would fight like hell and then make up in about an hour with no problem, no grudges ever held. In my defense, I was 17 here and just slightly wild.

He writes, recalling our history:

“…and you and I went berserk as usual, arms flailing, wild jesters and cursing, neighbors hiding…”

And…

“…you smashed up my motorcycle with a helmet. We’ll that was explicable, because I tried to make you jealous when you danced with some jock joker, and I immediately went and asked some girl to dance and got on the dance floor right beside you. Again, berserk… the both of us… arms flailing, wild gesticulating, shouting at the top of our lungs, mothers hiding their kids, and dance floor clearing off.”

And..

“One of the girls there said something normal to me, and I responded in normal fashion, and you got pissed, and we both went berserk again, yelling at top of our lungs, wild gesticulating, party clearing out etc…”

And these are all grand memories by the way. We loved to fight! He was Latin and utterly thrilled to find me in the United States willing to go toe to toe with him.

Today on the phone:

“We were fighting from the first day we met. We fought from day one. The day we met we had our first fight,” he said.

“Yeah, yeah. So what. You loved fighting. You were a guy who was just looking for someone to fight with.”

“You fight…”

“No,” I said, interrupting him. “You were looking for someone to fight with. I was only looking for someone who was looking for someone to fight with. See how it’s your fault?”

He didn’t answer that. I think he was befuddled.