Okay, so I’ve been messing around with this whole “Chiron in Capricorn” thing. I heard about it from some astrology-loving friends, and it sounded kinda heavy, you know? Like, deep wounds related to work and ambition. Sounded like my life, honestly.
First, I looked up what Chiron actually is. Apparently, it’s not a planet, but a “minor planet” or a comet, some people call it the “Wounded Healer.” It’s supposed to show where we have deep-seated pain, but also where we can find healing and help others.
Then I checked my own birth chart. I just used one of those free online calculators, it’s not a big deal. Typed in my birth date, time, and place, and boom – there it was. My Chiron is in Capricorn. Apparently, this means my core wounds are tied to things like my career, public image, sense of responsibility, and maybe even feeling like I’m never “good enough.”

So I started to think about my work history. I’ve always been a hard worker, maybe even a workaholic. I’ve pushed myself super hard, always chasing that next promotion, that next achievement. But I’ve also felt this constant pressure, like I’m always failing somehow. I started to journal. It is awkward at first, but I got a lot of things from my head. I found that I always want to be in control, maybe that’s also part of it.
- I realized I’ve been putting way too much pressure on myself.
- I saw how I’ve been tying my self-worth to my career accomplishments.
- I noticed a pattern of feeling like I’m not living up to my potential, even when I’m doing pretty well.
It was a little painful to admit all this, ngl. But it also felt… clarifying. Like, “Okay, this is the stuff I need to work on.”
My Next Steps (Still Figuring It Out)
I started trying to be a little kinder to myself. Like, if I made a mistake at work, I didn’t beat myself up about it for days. I just tried to learn from it and move on.
I also tried to set some boundaries. Like, no checking work emails after a certain time, or taking on too many projects at once. That’s been tough, but it’s helping me feel less stressed.
I even started talking to a therapist about some of this stuff. It’s been helpful to have someone to process all these feelings with.
It’s a work in progress, for sure. I’m not “healed” or anything. But I feel like I’m on the right path. I’m starting to understand my wounds, and I’m learning how to work with them, instead of letting them control me. I found I am more relax now when I give less pressure to myself.