A Scorpio Man's Advice to Anyone Who Mates With a Scorpio
I am a Scorpio man in all areas. My wife calls me the perfect definition of a Scorpio. Strongwilled, intelligent, passionet and domineering. Heh, she also says I am the apotome of an Alpha Male. There is another side to being a Scorpio as well, faithfull, spiritual, loving, great Father to my kids, musically inclined, creative and yes, sometimes dark.
We will save the physical aspect (SEX LIFE) of a Scorpio for some other occasion.
We Scorpio's tend to mate for life, and during that time, our spouses KNOW that they are the center of our universe. Their appreciation of us feeds our already capracious egos, making them indespensible to us. As a result, we tend to turn all of our attention and passion on our spouses , which can be a bit intimidating at first for them. The fire of a Scorpio's passion burns hotly indeed. Many women have felt scorched by the flames of a Scorpio, only to come back for more, because intensity like that is addicting.
Where some people say that Scorpios are "domineering", I say that we are passionet.
Now, for the downside of the equation...With passion comes an innate sensitivity to the other person. You're every mood, feelings, appeareance, facial ex
It's impossible for a Scorpio to invest so heavily in passion, and in love, of our spouse without having to pay the price of that Passion. When we get hurt, and we actually do, our response is either flames (anger, yelling, acting out) or, much much MUCH worse, Ice.
Have you ever been swimming in nice warm waters, on a beautiful day, with the shore close by, feeling safe and secure, and maybe a little buzzed from some afternoon wine, when all of a sudden, the water becomes ice cold, clouds cover the sun, and the temperature drops 40 degrees in an instant, and you feel cold clammy things pulling at your feet? Thats what it feels like when a Scorpio shuts you out.
To protect ourselves (and we will, the statement from Douglas Adams comes to mind..."if there is an ego out there greater than mine, I want it found, shot, cut up into little pieces, resurrected, set on fire, and shot again"), we build a shell around us. Passion and fire comes at a heavy price, to us, a very heavy price indeed, and, to protect ourselves, we freeze our spouse. Sorry, I know it doesn't reflect well on us, but its true. Just ask any Scorpio spouse.
In conclusion, to love a Scorpio requires an abdgenation of self. The rewards however, are for you to decide.
ps Heh, trust me, it is totally worth it
A SCORPIO MAN PART TWO
When I first wrote this in October of '08, I never thought it would reach so many people in so many ways nor did I imagine that it would be interpreted in so many ways. For the most part the comments have been very positive with most people being able to balance the good parts with the...less than good parts. Some even chose to write essays on their love life which is like going up to a Great White Shark in the ocean and suggesting he try eating kelp for a change. All in all, I have been very pleased with the input from all here. To those who only seem to be able to focus on the negative, Allow me to give you a little background on being me and the heart of a Scorpio man.
I tried relationships until I was in my mid twenties when I found the woman I was supposed to marry. I had just moved to the Washington DC area from Denver where I had been a welder with a degree in computer programming.At the time, I was more interested in working with "things that were real and had substance". Shortly after arriving in Washington, all my gear was stolen and I had to resort to my wits to get by. I became a very successful street vendor selling hot french stuffed rolls and hot coffee. This role helped force me out of my self because the more outrageously I flirted with the clientele or talked finance with the businessmen passing buy, the more I prospered.
I had been working this area of town by "K" street when I saw her. One look was all it took for me...it took another two months before she would go out with me. Three years later we were married, three years after that we became parents. During that six year period, we loved, fought, quit smoking, quit drinking/partying. We also learned how to fight fairly. If I have any real advice for everyone out there, and it does not pertain just to Scorpios, is to learn how to argue. It tends to drop arguments by 90% simply because most arguments are circular and never progress outside that circle. See a professional about this please.
Having a baby in the house changes everything in your life. It's one of those, if you haven't experienced it, no words will suffice, and if you have experienced it, no words are needed. Your entire focus is on that little person that was created as a conscience act of love. Life as we had known it went completely out the window. Like many parents, we went through child raising courses throwing away the garbage and keeping what was valuable. Heh, during one of the courses, I innocently asked the instructor, "Yes but after feeding and changing the baby, what do you actually DO with them"? I figured that one out pretty quickly and haven't been the same since. There is something so honest and pure about looking into the eyes of a child, and seeing the unqualified love flow right back at you......Women, never use getting pregnant to keep a Scorpio man. We will feel cheated. We will love the baby forever, but we also recognize the dishonesty that you used to "keep" us and will despise you forever for it.
Four years after our first baby was born, things had settled down, we felt we were ready for another one. There were some difficulties during the pregnancy with Doctors telling me privately that ALL women complain about pain when they are pregnant. Well, that said, 5 days after our second daughter was born my wife was diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer. That diagnosis changed everything. Suddenly I was the one swimming in the ice cold lake with rubbery things trying to pull me down. Here I was a thirty-five year old man with a newborn and a four year old that I absolutely adored, and the love of my life given a death sentence of six months or less.
It really wasn't much of a choice. I could shut her out and prepare for a life without her, just me and the girls, or, I could throw all my love and passion into....not so much keeping her alive, I had already accepted the reality of her death, but rather making her remaining days helping her deal with her situation, and letting her know that we were married "until death do us part" It took three years instead of six months, and the beauty of what we went through at that time outweighed the horror of what we were going through. Her parents were very supportive during this time, really very good Christian people. Their daughter was dying, and you are never supposed to have to bury your children.
A few days before she passed, we were talking about having all the arrangements that has been set up. After going through everything I said there was just one thing..what did she want to be buried in. Her response brought me to my knees, "I want to be buried in my wedding dress, so that when you pass away I will be dressed to marry you again"