I once dated a Sagittarius man with a Scorpio Moon. He was a good example of both Sadge and Scorpio. He was well traveled and he read everything, particularly psych and self help, up to and including Dr. Laura which pretty much floored me.
A Dr. Laura book in someone’s bedroom might normally indicate a conservative bent but in his case it was expansive. You don’t have to agree with someone. It can be interesting to read their views and that right there is textbook Jupiter. It is the job of all Sagittarius, that they stay out of a vacuum but this guy also had a Scorpio Moon, all twisted up and bent.
For the record, I was completely devoted to him. I’d never cheated on anyone in my life, this is still true today but one day he was in my bed and I went into the bathroom. I came out to find him sitting on the edge of the bed with my phone list in his hand. The list was kept in the drawer of my nightstand which meant he’d invaded my privacy but quickly got worse.
There were three pages of names and phone numbers and he started going down the list pointing to each one and asking, “Who is this?”
He ran through the entire list skipping the women and the people who had the same last name as mine.
“And this? Who is this, Elsa? And who is this? This one right here,” he asked pointing his finger accusingly. He was checking the names off with a pen.
Well, lemme tell you. Forget being outraged, I was scared. He was intense and accusatory and I moved to get him out of my house as quickly possible and I never saw him again.
Now chances are he didn’t go home and think, “I had no right to do that.” I bet he went home and in between the waves of agony thought “I bet she was screwing half the people on that list.” I bet he validated his paranoia and proved to himself that as he’d suspected, no one can be trusted.
I didn’t see him again but I did speak to him and he told me he was saving my hair. Yup. I have a lot of hair and it turns out this guy had gathered the strands of my hair that fallen here or there around his house. He told me he was keeping them in a special place and that, ladies and gentlemen, is obsession.
Has anyone (to your knowledge) ever held onto your energy like this? How did you feel about it?