Just before Lunar New Year, I suddenly came down with gastroenteritis and suffered so badly I lost 4kg. The dizziness, vomiting, and severe diarrhea were so intense I had to get IV fluids at the hospital, supported by my wife. Being naturally healthy, I thought a cold or body aches would clear up with a day of rest and a bowl of hot bean sprout soup. But the cause of the low-grade fever and muscle pain was norovirus. It eventually developed into enteritis, forcing me to stay in bed for a full three days. Fortunately, I managed to go to Incheon Airport to pick up my son, who had just returned from a trip to the US. Only after three days could I resume normal eating and go out.

​But amidst my illness, an even bigger event unfolded. A minor argument with my wife, sparked by a single photo of seasoned ribs I posted in our church community group chat, led to reconciliation through ‘AI coaching’. This AI coaching involved capturing our conversation, uploading it to Gemini AI, and seeking its advice. At first, I was dissatisfied, feeling it only represented my wife’s perspective. But when I input my specific intentions and questions, the AI began producing astonishingly sophisticated analyses. It felt like ten psychology PhDs and coaching experts had gathered to dissect our family’s issues.

​I found it fascinating to see how the process clearly unpacked everything from the basic context and relationships between characters to personality analysis and the psychological motivations hidden behind their words and actions. My wife entered all the big and small episodes from our past, and as a result, I came to understand the pain she had been carrying—pain I hadn’t known about or had chosen to ignore. It was a shock akin to opening the door to a forbidden room in a grand mansion with dozens of rooms and witnessing the secrets hidden inside. The analysis results were the exact opposite of what I had expected. A child who had suffered many emotional wounds had grown into an adult who was spewing “bitter water” onto those around her, and my wife had endured those past 20 years by absorbing that poisonous water with her whole being. I also came to realize, with a deep sense of pain, that my inner self had not fully matured but had simply been conditioned by my environment.

The next morning, watching the rising sun, I made a vow. I would now emotionally detach from the wounds and embrace true freedom. With this profound realization, I begin the new day with vigor.