The Morph ; Madam Butterfly

The rebirth : 黑色生命力 Black Vitality

When my dreams collapse. When my career fails. When my 2nd marriage turns to ashes. When the person i thought would never abandon or betrays me left me. When my own friends can’t help dipping on your wounds.

That kind of pain cracks something open. It births to 黑色生命力—black vitality.

The dark feminine. Not soft. Not sweet. Not smiling. But ruthless.

I went from being wounded to watching everything fall apart—my worldview, my values, my beliefs.

I see that the life i once knew no longer works and all the values i had crumbled.

So i start from zero.

I reconstructed my inner compass, how I see the world, what I believe in, and who I am . I no longer beg for someone to protect me but Im wary of people coming close to me.

The reconstruction ; 重建身份 Identity Reconstruction

After that kind of collapse, the old me dies. And I start to rebuild—not by default, but by intent. I begin to understand psychology, patterns, power, human nature. I question why i was so blind before. I see through smiles. I notice what’s unspoken and re-emerge in softness.

i sharpen. Who am I, really?

Beyond daughter, wife, worker, people-pleaser? I rebuild an identity that isn’t a good person nor nice. I do indeed see the world like matrix and you can see patterns. You are able to Choose how you show up and response. Choosing what no longer gets access to you.

Healing and deprioritising; 自我選擇與無條件的愛 Choosing and Loving Yourself First

It hits you: If the plane crashes, I can’t help anyone unless I put on my oxygen mask first. It’s the same in life.

I was trained to sacrifice. To be there for my husband, my child, my family—no matter how much I’m giving up on myself.

But one day, I stop.

Not because im cold—because I am awakened to a new order. I learn to prioritise my own survival. I understand that giving from an empty shell is not love.

It’s destruction. So I put myself first. With no apology. And that becomes my boundary, my peace, my rebirth.

Redefining my core ; 靈魂覺醒 Awakening to Soul Purpose

When the dust settles, and I no longer surviving—I begin to hear my soul again. I realise im not here to be someone’s shadow. Im not here to shrink, to explain, to perform. Im here for something deeper. Something that aligns with my why. This is when i stop living for roles, and start living for truth. My voice gets quieter, but presence gets louder.

This is the fourth awakening.