One night in 2017, I was sitting at my computer, sipping hot tea while reading comments on my blog. Suddenly, I noticed many people asking, “How’s Virgo’s love life this year?” Being a Virgo myself, I thought, “I’ve got nothing better to do, so why not look it up and see for myself if it’s accurate.”
I’ve always thought horoscopes are like weather forecasts—not necessarily accurate, but harmless to read. Sometimes they make you chuckle, other times they offer gentle reminders like “Don’t be too impulsive” or “Show more care to friends.” So I decided to gather the monthly love horoscopes for 2017 and see if they held any truth as I lived my life.
January: Stepping into a Pit Right from the Start
I opened my laptop and searched “2017 Virgo Love Horoscope January.” The page loaded as slow as a snail, plastered with ads for “free fortune-telling” and “add WeChat for love charms”—utterly infuriating. Finally, I found a somewhat legitimate site that read: “Guard your heart this January. Don’t fall too easily, and beware of fleeting relationships.”
I was single at the time and met a guy at a coffee shop. We hit it off, and I thought spring had finally arrived. But after just a few days, he vanished. Looking back, that warning about fleeting relationships was spot on. Though it stung a bit, I thought, “Huh? Maybe there’s something to this?”
February: Taking Advice Avoids Trouble
February’s horoscope said: “Friendship matters more than romance this month. Don’t rush to find a partner—spend time with your friends instead.” At the time, a close friend had just gone through a breakup and was feeling down. I spent every day with her—eating, shopping, chatting. As a result, I had no time for dating, which actually saved me a lot of trouble. If I’d gone on blind dates or met new people then, I probably would’ve been overwhelmed.
This month made me realize horoscopes aren’t always “predicting the future”—they’re often “reminding you what to pay attention to.” Like someone whispering in your ear: “Hey, now’s not the time for romance. Focus on the people around you first.”
Summer: Where’s That Promised Surprise? My Dog Knocked Me Flat
Come July, the horoscope was all hype: “Love explodes this month! Expect unexpected surprises!” I was brimming with anticipation… and then… nothing happened. Every day was work, overtime, then collapsing on the couch to binge-watch shows. Forget surprises—no one even tried to chat me up.
I couldn’t help asking my Virgo friend: “Did you get any surprises in July?” She burst out laughing: “Sure! My dog came rubbing against me in the middle of the night, I lost my balance, and fell flat on the floor—that was my ‘romantic surprise’!” I laughed so hard I nearly choked.
Ever since then, I’ve started wondering: aren’t these horoscopes just too vague? They mention “surprises,” but never specify what kind or when they’ll happen. If tripping over your dog counts as a “surprise,” then these predictions are way too easy to pull off!
August: Some Say Passion, Others Say Don’t Rush
August was even more chaotic. One site proclaimed: “Peak romance season—go for it!” Another warned: “Beware of rebound relationships—don’t get back with exes.” I’d just met someone new then, felt a spark, and wanted to see where it went. But within two weeks, I realized we were completely incompatible and bailed immediately.
That’s when I realized: Horoscopes are like those street weather signs that say “isolated showers” without telling you which block will get wet. If you don’t bring an umbrella, you might get soaked anywhere. When it comes to love, you still have to trust your own judgment—don’t just rely on “the stars say it’s okay.”
Year-End: Where’s the Promised Romance? Just Dumplings and Overtime
December’s forecast promised romance: “A sweet encounter awaits year-end, with holiday cheer igniting sparks of love!” My reality? Year-end chaos at work, coming home to eat my mom’s dumplings, then back to editing PowerPoints. Forget encounters—I didn’t even have time to go shopping.
But looking back, even though I didn’t find a partner through astrology this year, it was still pretty fun. I took tons of notes, and when I shared these “divine predictions” with friends, we all laughed ourselves silly. It didn’t help me find love, but it gave me conversation starters and helped me understand myself better—like when I’m prone to impulsiveness and when I need to stay calm.
My Honest Take: Don’t Treat Horoscopes Like Instruction Manuals
If you ask me, “Will you keep reading horoscopes?” I’d say: Sure, for fun! Like watching movie trailers—it’s entertaining, but don’t take it seriously.
When it comes to love, no one can decide for you. Horoscopes won’t know your type, why your last relationship failed, or whether you need companionship or space right now. They can only offer vague guidance—like “communicate more” or “don’t rush”—but how you act on that is entirely up to you.
Most importantly—trust yourself. Your instincts, your judgment, your experience are more reliable than any horoscope. If someone says “you’ll meet true love this month,” but you sense something off about them, don’t force it. If someone says “no romance this year,” but you meet someone you like, then go for it.
Bottom Line: Horoscopes are seasoning; life is the main course
This whole year-long “experiment” in 2017 taught me one thing: Zodiac horoscopes are like salt or chili in a dish—a little adds flavor to life; too much makes it salty enough to choke or spicy enough to make you cry.
They can’t dictate your romantic path, but they offer hints, comfort, and humor. What truly shapes your love life is how you treat yourself, how you treat others, and how you do the right thing at the right time.
So Virgos (and everyone else), don’t treat horoscopes like gospel. No matter how vividly they paint, your life remains your own. Laugh when you’re happy, hug yourself when you’re sad, take the initiative when you meet someone you like, and turn away promptly if something feels off.
No one can walk the path of love for you. But you can carry a light heart, enjoying the scenery as you go.
——That’s the most reliable “fortune” of all.
