SWEET FUCK, that is scarily accurate. And about how last week went anyway.
It would indeed be lovely to step out onto the stage and be noticed, adored, revered, worshipped, loved, the way you want to be, deserve to be, should be--freed from the responsibilities of a family that almost isn't any more. The only thing is, you are still if not totally hosuebound, then tied to traditional definitions of what you should be doing with respect to family and THAT you have to work your way out of.
You deserve a life of greater freedom and independence. You can't move on until you establish yourself as the credible, successful, competent, professional you are supposed to be. This is not an easy moment. You've got political issues up the wazoo to deal with, and your every move is being scrutinized. Stick with and when you're ready to go on to the next thing, it will happen. It isn't now.
Seriously, I SO DID THAT THIS WEEKEND HOLY CRAPPITY. Too bad trying to explain my absence to my also-Taurus mommy didn't go too well.
You may find yourself in an uncomfortable position vis-à-vis your friends, as you try both to connect with them and stay true to your growing need for a bit of pleasurably private retreat. Now, I know you've heard me wax on and on about you Taureans needing to get out and about, rather than hiding your heads ostrich-style under the sofa pillows because it's provides a predictably cushiony place to rest—that's the larger 2-year lesson of Saturn trudging through your solar 4th. But in the short term, your ruler Venus is disappearing behind the 12th-house curtain for a few weeks, which temporarily lets you off this Saturnine hook… granting a more enjoyable, and genuinely nurturing, relation to hanging-out by your lonesome. I'm only officially advocating an escape from public view if you think of it as preparation for a grander 'coming-out' or 'return to society' in mid-March, once Venus returns home to roost and the next solar eclipse flushes your system clean. In terms of your relationships with friends, the discomfort's liable to come when you have to explain yourself—why you won't be available for a short spell, what you hope to accomplish during this 'off' time, and how you promise to reemerge on the other end refreshed, rejuvenated and ready to groove. Without the frank conversations, you're essentially shunning your friends… even if that's not your intention. How else should they see it? Well, however you kindly ask them to. If they're truly good friends, they'll support you. But if they only make you feel more self-conscious, they might not have your back.
Before you go gettin' up in anyone-and-everyone-else's grill about your great new idea, your great new loverboy or -girl, or just how generally great you are… get back into your own kitchen and keep tinkering with the recipe. Don't, however, misinterpret my tellin'-it-like-it-is first sentence to mean that you're off-base about all that 'greatness'—hells no, you and all you've got going on may really be that great. And still, Scorpio, there are a handful of ways it could all be even better… with some more private soul-searching, as well as several hours of good old-fashioned sweat-and-tears (the enjoyable kind, of course, since you should be happy to pour effort into what's a genuine expression of you). While you may be quite enthused about the latest developments (and rightfully so), that's no reason to be uppity and snottily self-important about it. Just as your confidence level soars, so too will other people's interests in you—not only the ones you want, but the wannabes and hangers-on, too. Be kind and generous to all of 'em, even if you're not into what they're hawking. (Remember 'you reap what you sow'?) Treat everybody how you'd want to be treated. Then, quit hyping how much greatness is all around you, and return to making more of it.