Scorpio

The things you carry that were never yours to begin with do not announce themselves as borrowed weight. They show up as patterns you recognize but never chose, as reactions that feel too big for their triggers, as silences that run deeper than your own experience. What you do with these inheritances is always your decision, even when the inheriting was not. You can spend years trying to give them back to people who are no longer here to receive them, or you can learn to hold them differently. The coal cools when you stop planning where to throw it.