Scorpio

I've been showing some of my darker Scorpio traits lately. I came across this and found it amusing.

"...Thanks for your ongoing attempts to burn away negative stereotypes about us Scorpios. Here's more fuel for your fire. I'm not perfect, nor do I aspire to be. Perfection is a form of death. I'm grateful for my demons because in the worst of times they're my allies, and in the best of times they're the measure of my accomplishments. I don't seek truth, I seek reason. Truth is relative and found only by consensus, while reason is irreducible and adamantine. When in the presence of other people, I try to locate the soul essence I can't see with my eyes. It's good practice for my main hobby, which is to locate the soul essence in myself. If these habits make me obsessed, intense, and inscrutable, so be it. - Scorpio in the Nth degree."

I want to know that mind. Kindred spirit indeed. My birthday is this week. I have been trying to spoil myself every moment. And instead I feel restless, angry, wild around the eyes, and a bit destructive. Too much energy and nothing positive that interests me. So I keep my distance, to prevent damage, and in doing so, cause it. There is no gentle way to handle this Scorpio.