Virgo Sun Pisces Moon

Babe what did u just dream about?

Oh… so many things… where do I begin?

Judgemental Aunties?

Oh they were there. Towards the end of the dream. Then I woke up and wrote that poem…

In the dream they spilled some stuff on their jacket. And when I woke up I just had this thought “ur not perfect either”…

Like duh. How obvious.

Any other normal adult human being could’ve seen it.

Why didn’t I see it?

I barely took the time to think about it.

The brainwashing was since childhood, wasn’t it?

Hmmm… I suppose… 🤔… it’s quite common amongst Asians?

Were they Asian aunties?

Yes my love. They were Taiwanese Aunties.

And tho I’ve had many episodes of confrontations with my mother — I never extended that in my own cognitive processing to the Aunties.

I mean, here and there I did touch on it briefly at times… but I never processed it as deeply as I just did in that dream.

Actually the way it was revealed in the dream was like. There it is. She spilled food on her own jacket as she was eating. She was just… absent-mindedly making a mess.

It wasn’t anything sinister on purpose.

All their gossip and opinions?

Sigh. Some variations of those factors and they would say it’s concern, it’s not gossip.

Ahhh… yes…

But it doesn’t negate the kindness they did show to me as a little girl.

They really were, also, simultaneously, ironically or not, nurturing caretakers in my life as well. Sometimes stepping in when my own mother couldn’t be there.

I see… I mean, actually I don’t. But go on…

One of the Aunties. In my mind. Used to be, someone who could do no wrong. But she was the one who spilled on her jacket in my dream.

So no.

She is very human. She’s made mistakes. That was my subconscious processing with that dream.

What’s her biggest mistake that she made with u?

Sigh.

She’s judgey but she veils it in a nice way…

Her words are never harsh.

I can only think about it now and realise, oh damn. She was trying to steer me in her directions of “ideal” the whole time.

And it always comes out in nice way. She is very well-crafted in packaging her words in a nice way.

I… can’t stand those types of people… babe…

LOL… what do u MEAN?!?!?!

They’re worse than the ones who just spit in ur face! They’re less honest!!! They’re fake! They’re snakes!!! 🐍

I would never call that Aunty a snake.

They’re FAKE NICE people!!!

I don’t know about that.

I also have memories of her genuinely being very nice to me as a little girl. When it wasn’t about boys — does that make sense?

Aunties who feed you and be nice when you’re pre-pubescant just doesn’t count. Okay.

They were like nannies.

But they were NICE about it.

I bet u she was nice because of your parents too. She had ulterior motives even when you were too young to realise.

🤯 I was just a baby that needed food and shelter my love. What else did I know of my human body and existence? She was an Aunty who showed kindness and gave me food. Drove me around when my own parents couldn’t. 

She kidnapped you?!

Of course not. My parents passed me on for her to babysit.

Yeah but why did she feel like she owed your parents that favour?

Out of the pure kindness of her heart?!?!?

🫠 lol…. babe… of course your memories as a little girl are very innocent about her but I’m listening to this now as an adult middle aged man and I’M TELLING YA… she had ulterior motives… what was her son like? And was this a real family related Aunty?

No. Not a “real” Aunty by blood or marriage. Just a family friend we had to refer to as “Aunty”…

So… her son…?

Sigh. It’s not an issue in 2025.

I’m aware of that. But what about him back then?

I don’t know.

Do u think, from her perspective, she was grooming you to be married one day to her son?

HAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

What?

Nah. I don’t believe that babe…

👀 I’m gonna hold this scepticism about the Taiwanese Aunties for the rest of our lives babe…

Sigh…

Okay… u hold onto that babe…

But I barely talk to any Aunties these days.

And in the dream as well, there was a general understanding they are getting older. Just like my own parents. They’ve got their own problems. Specifically health problems. Aging problems.

But when they were younger they performed mental torture.

What mental torture?

ON YOU.

ON US.

It wasn’t only your mother. The Aunties got in there subconsciously as well with your hesitations towards me and our relationship!!!!!!

Well… sigh… if you really want someone to blame… 😒…

I BLAME.

Because like you said, when you first met them, you were too young to have any discernment.

What fucking discernment?! Most people would say their standards of finding an ideal partner is very deeply ingrained in the culture.

What the fuck is culture?!

It’s all brainwashing!!!

Mmmmmm… yeah… maybe…