"I believe my anger has come from being incarnated less than a decade from my previous death. All of the entitlement and conflict I did not work out from my last existence as a rich widow got carried over into my tormented childhood (again, it was not tormented because of abuse)"
I suspect something similar has happened with me, although I can't remember my most recent past life. I have nostalgia for a time I've never lived in, a sense of existential depression or hopelessness not really justified by my childhood or external living conditions, and a hesitance around unrelated women I can maybe chalk up to upbringing but maybe not; I picked up reading and mathematical concepts very early in life, even accounting for parental encouragement in these areas; and I always referred to myself in the third person - avoiding all first-person pronouns - until close to my...seventh birthday. (My parents assume I stopped because of my first-grade teacher, but it felt more like some switch was pressed in my mind and I was suddenly "allowed" to say "I/me/mine".
(I'm suspecting I died in the prime of life - perhaps in Vietnam, given the timing, which would have meant 15-ish years out of incarnation and my 6th house Chiron suggesting I have wounds in the area of "service", and I'm pretty sure I was a male in my past life for the simple reason that although I've had identity dysphoria, gender dysphoria has never come into it.)
Re: Thank you
I suspect something similar has happened with me, although I can't remember my most recent past life. I have nostalgia for a time I've never lived in, a sense of existential depression or hopelessness not really justified by my childhood or external living conditions, and a hesitance around unrelated women I can maybe chalk up to upbringing but maybe not; I picked up reading and mathematical concepts very early in life, even accounting for parental encouragement in these areas; and I always referred to myself in the third person - avoiding all first-person pronouns - until close to my...seventh birthday. (My parents assume I stopped because of my first-grade teacher, but it felt more like some switch was pressed in my mind and I was suddenly "allowed" to say "I/me/mine".
(I'm suspecting I died in the prime of life - perhaps in Vietnam, given the timing, which would have meant 15-ish years out of incarnation and my 6th house Chiron suggesting I have wounds in the area of "service", and I'm pretty sure I was a male in my past life for the simple reason that although I've had identity dysphoria, gender dysphoria has never come into it.)