Hooooooola - my name is Dove Diaz - DOVESVISIONS ๐๏ธ๐๐๏ธ I am a tropical Aquarius Sun and Mars, Aries Moon, Cancer Rising, with Mercury, and Venus in Pisces - and dominant Scorpio placements since it's gotta be ๐ especially in the 8th house, and my NN + Pluto conjunct in my Scorpio 5th house. Also a Dhanishtha Sun, an Uttara Bhadrapada Moon, and a Pushya Rising. Life Path 11. Wood Dog. Manifesting Generator. Assertive Advocate (INFJ-A) and it's never changed for many years. Also a proud '94 baby! ๐โ I'm born in the heart of Toronto, Canada - and STILL living there - where I experience all the seasons, EVEN the winter with all those chunky snowflakes, a lot of gray clouds, cold-as-fuck weathers, including snowstorms ๐คฃ๐ After my birthday in February 2024, right in the middle of my Saturn Return, I joined one of The Peace Dealerโs lives for the first time. I was in the most confusing and unsafe period of my life. I had deleted all my old accounts, distanced myself from the mentor and community I used to be part of, and realized how much betrayal, projection, and false narratives had been put on my name AND other people's names. Even the people I genuinely cared about became difficult to stay connected with because any interaction would trigger the mentorโs toxic assumptions about me, giving them yet another excuse - like theyโve done with so many others in so many lives - to rant about me publicly. I chose a full reset instead of staying in a space where I couldnโt question anything without being attacked or turned into content for their rants. I cut the cord after my birthday - the Year of the Wood Dragon - while keeping receipts only to protect myself, since this mentor had a history of threatening legal action. Before fully closing that chapter, I tried to get as much clarity as I could because of how deeply betrayed I felt. Thatโs when an old memory from 2018 resurfaced - back when I had only followed this mentor for a few months, and they went on a rant about The Peace Dealer during one of their lives, accusing him of things I NOW know were completely untrue. That memory returned just as I was gathering everything for my own protection, making me realize how long those false narratives had been planted.