Category: SOUL PAGES

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  • I Didn’t Ask for Your Advice

    I Didn’t Ask for Your Advice

    There’s a recurring problem I face with almost everyone I meet:The moment I establish even the smallest connection, people suddenly start giving me advice—as if they know everything. And honestly?It’s unbelievably exhausting. Sometimes I want to talk about how much I love living alone, how it’s a beautiful chance to grow and become my own…

  • When I Was Your Age…”: The Inheritance of Silence

    When I Was Your Age…”: The Inheritance of Silence

    “When I was your age…”That phrase, more often than not, is not the voice of wisdom—but the echo of suppressed anger, denial, and quiet defeat.I was shaped by women who tried to erase me.Like a broken chain: you must break free from them,and yet, you carry their history within you. One day, my mother said,“When…

  • The Pain We Don’t Post: Middle Eastern Women and False Liberation

    The Pain We Don’t Post: Middle Eastern Women and False Liberation

    It Doesn’t Start With Boycott, It Starts With Perspective: The Middle East and a True Reckoning An Endless Question: Can Israel Be Stopped? Lately, I’ve been reflecting on a question I haven’t yet found a satisfying answer to:Can Israel and the system behind it truly be stopped? Some believe it’s possible solely through boycott.Others say…

  • In Pursuit of Happiness: Family, Pain, and the Will to Escape

    In Pursuit of Happiness: Family, Pain, and the Will to Escape

    Lately, I’ve had plenty of time to reflect on the reason behind my sadness.Some might assume it’s about money, or that I’ve set my sights too high — but that’s not it.I’ve always known that wasn’t the reason, but people tend to misunderstand. The truth is, sometimes your only burden in life is your family…

  • “To Be Seen as Small as a Bug

    “To Be Seen as Small as a Bug

    Sometimes a phobia isn’t just a fear. Sometimes, along with that fear, you’re belittled, mocked, excluded. Not just because you’re afraid—but because your fear is seen as “silly” or “unimportant.” My phobia of insects, especially cockroaches, is one of those things. They may be tiny, but the storm they cause inside me is enormous. Is…

  • Stop Justifying Abuse with Bloodlines

    Stop Justifying Abuse with Bloodlines

    Let’s have a real conversation.I’m tired.Tired of people thinking that just because someone is “family,” they deserve unquestioning respect. That no matter what they do—how much they hurt you, ignore you, manipulate you—they’re automatically right, simply because they share your blood. Let me be clear: being family doesn’t give anyone the right to destroy your…

  • Poverty is only glorified when you’re helpless.

    Poverty is only glorified when you’re helpless.

    Understanding the meaning behind this sentence isn’t hard. Lately, I’ve been hearing—and for years have heard—a misconception that I now feel compelled to address. This idea is, unfortunately, very common in my region, especially among my family. Understanding how it formed and how it leads people to ruin is a matter worthy of academic discussion.…

  • Don’t Give Too Much Meaning to People

    Don’t Give Too Much Meaning to People

    There is a truth about life that I’ve come to believe deeply through years of experience: You should never give too much meaning to people. Throughout my life, I’ve met many different people in all kinds of environments—at work, weddings, school, games, and random gatherings. The list could go on endlessly. And yet, there’s one…

  • The Day I Met the Circus – A Memory from a Forgotten Childhood

    The Day I Met the Circus – A Memory from a Forgotten Childhood

    I can’t recall the exact date, but I know I was in middle school. It was an experience I had never had before. I remember being filled with curiosity and anticipation. For the first time in my life, I was about to see people I’d never seen, doing things I couldn’t even imagine. I didn’t…

  • The First Time I saw Myself

    The First Time I saw Myself

    It was February 2024, I think… The first time I bought women’s clothing for myself. Two skirts, two tops. One skirt looked like something a businesswoman would wear—structured, elegant, confident. The other was red, youthful, the kind of skirt a carefree girl would wear as it twirls. Two different versions of me folded into shopping…

  • Trump’s America: A Dream Turned into a Nightmare

    Trump’s America: A Dream Turned into a Nightmare

    For years, I have nurtured a dream. A dream of moving to America, a land of opportunity, where I could find a place to be truly free. I imagined building a life for myself, starting my own business, becoming wealthy, and maybe even famous. But now, as I watch the events unfold under Trump’s leadership,…

  • Chilling Adventures of Sabrina: A Journey Through Time

    Chilling Adventures of Sabrina: A Journey Through Time During the pandemic, one day, while looking for something to watch, I came across “Chilling Adventures of Sabrina.” Back then, I had no idea what this show would mean to me. I just wanted to watch something—to pass the time. But unexpectedly, I became attached to it.…

  • Freedom, Trans Identity, and the Misuse of the Law: An Examination of U.S. Prisons

    The rights and freedoms of trans individuals have become an increasingly significant topic of discussion in recent years, particularly in the United States. In this context, the issue of how trans inmates are housed and the potential misuse of trans identity to gain access to certain facilities has raised growing concerns. This article delves into…

  • Hard Days, Heavy Burdens, and chasing a dream

    Hard Days, Heavy Burdens, and Chasing a Dream Lately, watching what’s happening in my country fills me with deep despair. Injustice is so blatant that people have started questioning the very concept of fairness. When the judiciary is not independent and the law serves only a select few, how can we trust the future? But…

  • What’s happening in my country ?

    Problems have started to emerge in my country that frighten me and give me great fear for the future. The problems that already existed are now becoming more visible to the public. I am very angry with myself for not having managed to leave this country sooner. It will be very hard to live with…