Being a 12h Venus is a beautiful yet tragic experience; my love is sacrificial, pure, and hidden. It doesnāt go noticed, or appreciated - not until they lose me. My sacrifices, my heart, my soul, always feels to be in vain until they come back. Why canāt I be appreciated when Iām here? Why must your love for me be hidden? Love me openly or not at all. I care so much, I feel so deeply, but nobody else is like me. Being a 12h Venus is a lonely experience; youāre always misunderstood, and second best. Your friends start to envy you, for beauty youāve not recognized in yourself. You never once felt beautiful in your life; no one noticed. You grew up feeling flawed, ugly, and inhumane; you were alone. Nobody liked you. You felt you had to overcompensate for your looks; love harder.












