Her father is a Taurus—an Earth sign: practical, grounded, resilient, and honest.

She is a Scorpio—a Water sign: emotional, sensitive, creative, and tender.

When he says, “There’s no way you broke your thumb. You’re just being dramatic.”

She hears “I don’t believe you. You don’t deserve my trust.”

When he says, “I can’t make it to your end-of-year recital. I have to go watch your brother's game. It’s nearly the last one of the season.”

She hears “You’re not good enough. I don’t understand your interests. I prefer your brother.”

Her boyfriend is a Taurus. An Earth sign as well.

When he says, “I’m sorry you’re having bad cramps. Can I grab you anything while I’m at the store?”

She hears “I believe you. I empathize with you. I want you to feel better.”

When he says, “I’ve never been before, but would be happy to go to the theater with you if you’d like company.”

She hears “I care about you. I want to spend quality time with you. I support your passions.”

She’s learned not to blame the stars for the actions of others, rather to hold them accountable. Blaming the stars, some cosmic explanation, was easier than accepting the truth most days.

But she had a Taurus father. She learned from a Taurus father—an Earth sign: practical.