Speaking of control and relationships….
“What is going on here? Do you have me mixed up with a hag? Is that it?” I was talking to the soldier. “Because if that’s what you’re thinking you’ve got me mixed up with someone else. I’m not a hag, I’ve never been a hag and I will never be a hag. When they hell have I ever been a hag?” I said, with my voice raised and threatening. “I AM NOT A HAG AND I WILL NOT BECOME A HAG… EVER IN MY LIFE, WILL I BE A HAG FOR ANY MAN ON THIS PLANET AND THAT MEANS YOU!”
“No, I don’t think you’re a hag, P. I don’t know what you’re talking about – hag,” he said.
I laughed. “Well that’s good. I hope you mean that. Because I am not going to be a hag for you or anybody else. That will not happen.”
“Hag? What do you mean? What’s a hag do, anyway?”
“A hag? A hag is woman who used to be a woman. She used to be normal and happy but she makes herself into a hag over some man. She tells him, don’t do this, you can’t do that. Do this now, and you can’t go there. That’s her whole life. Her whole life is to run this man’s life. Well to hell with that! That’s what a hag sounds like and I’m not going to be one. I will be a hag for no man! So if you are going to hang around me, you have to decide. Do you want a woman?” I said like a Libra presenting two sides, “Or do you want a hag? Because if you want a hag, then go find one and leave me alone! Don’t call me anymore!”
“I don’t want a hag,” he said. “Why would I want a hag?”
“Well I don’t know. Maybe you like it, plenty of men do. They go out and get themselves one hag after another. They get some gal to bitch them out so they can pissed off and go do what they want. Rebel. Play games. And that’s fine, but don’t call my me for that. No hags live here, no hags ever will! The day I’m going to police some man’s life and tell him what to do is the day I am going to shoot myself in the head. And I’m way too smart to be tricked! I am not going to make myself a hag when I can be myself, an un-haggy desirable woman so if I were you, I would decide. Do you want a hag? Do you need some woman on your ass all day? Need someone you can say is ruining your life? Fine! Then go get her! There are plenty of women out there just waiting to be dissatisfied with a man, any man. You’ll have no trouble finding this but if you want a non-hag… if you want an actual woman, who is a human being then call me back because that is all that lives here and that is all that ever will because my daughter? Well she’s not a hag either, is she?”
This is what Venus in Leo (square Neptune) sounds like backed up by a big mouth Mars Mercury conjunction.
What kind of partner are you? Just as importantly, what kind of partner are you not?