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The Super Conflict: Protector and SuperME

“The biggest battle is never outside of you. It’s between the life you’ve outgrown… and the one you haven’t dared to build.” 

Dr Vivian Passion Koh 

We all want clarity

But what we usually face first is conflict

That quiet tug-of-war inside that says: 

• Be bold, Be careful, Be visible 

• Stay humble, Chase your dreams 

• Be realistic 

Welcome to the Super Conflict

Your Super Conflict is the conflict between the 2 voices in You: Your Protector Me and SuperME  

Voice 1: The Protector 

● Sounds like: “Don’t rock the boat.” 

● Fueled by: Fear, past rejection, childhood conditioning 

● Wants: Safety, approval, predictability 

● Believes: “If I stay small, I won’t be hurt.” 

● Seeks: Safety nets and predictable outcomes 

Voice 2: The SuperME 

 Sounds like: “It’s time to rise.” 

 Fueled by: Purpose, calling, alignment 

 Wants: Impact, joy, freedom 

 Believes: “If I step into my truth, I can change everything.” 

 Thrives on: Going beyond what’s expected — and reaching the edge of possibility 

You don’t need to destroy Voice 1. 

You need to understand it — and then choose from your higher self.

Your higher self is your SuperME

(From page 48-49 of SuperME Unleashed book, get it at https://asiatrainers.org/smubook) 

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