Tag: personal
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This Is My Only Chance
Some people have no idea what it really means to live in the Middle East.Let me give you a simple but powerful example: imagine the spoiled child of a rich man. When you try to explain your struggles to him, he tells you that the reason you’ve failed is because you don’t believe in yourself.…
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Those Who Invented the Airplane Deserve to Go to Heaven!
I wrote a blog post the day I got on a plane for the very first time.You might remember it.The experience was so mesmerizing that I couldn’t shake the feeling for weeks. A gigantic machine… flying through the sky.And it’s being controlled by a human being. That moment just before takeoff,when the engines suddenly roar…
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A Journey That Hurt More Than It Healed
I had volunteered to join a cultural trip organized by the local municipality to visit historical museums.I hoped it would be a meaningful experience — full of history, beautiful places, and maybe even new friendships with people my age from the same region. And at first, it was.At least on the first day.But the next…
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The Trash Left Behind… Rebirth Series – Part 5
The title of this post may sound harsh, but it’s not an exaggeration. It’s the result of what I’ve lived through.In my 23 years of life, I’ve always felt a certain distance from many people—my family, relatives, and so-called friends. I never fully understood why, but I still treated everyone kindly. Looking back now, I…
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Walking Over Billions of Lifeless Bodies
Lately, what’s happening in the Middle East no longer feels like distant headlines or political debates. It’s something deeper, something darker, sinking into our collective sense of safety. The rising tensions between Iran, Israel, and the United States aren’t just regional disputes — they’re signs of a global fracture. A breaking point. A collapse silently…
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Their Story Is Not Your Destiny… Rebirth Series – Part 3
Your parents may have had a hard life.But it’s not about you.I repeat: It’s not about you. You didn’t create that burden.So you don’t have to carry it.Cleaning up their mess, fixing their problems, healing their wounds…None of that is your job. I know I don’t love my own family.And I’m fighting to break free…
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Time has passed.
These days, my mind is filled with the past. I think I am responsible for my life falling so far behind. I think about the opportunities I had in the past, maybe I should have tried harder, tried more. I shouldn’t have given up.I think this way because I have forgotten the past so much……
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Don’t Be Fooled by a Gentle Smile… Rebirth Series – Part II
Never forget the dark side of people.Don’t soften just because they suddenly say a few kind words.If you fall for it again, everything that happens next is on you.Because now, you know.You’ve seen it.You’ve lived it. One of the most immature things an adult can do is to quickly forget how cruel people can be.The…
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Marilyn Monroe: The Fragility of a Dream
“Sometimes, another woman’s story becomes the echo of our own unfinished childhood.”– Açelya Marilyn Monroe… Perhaps one of the most mourned artists in the history of America—and even the world. A woman who captivated with her beauty, touched hearts with her voice, her gaze, her vulnerability. I kept seeing her story appear around me, so…
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I saw the sun
Lately, I’ve been feeling a bit more at peace.Compared to the past, the days feel quieter, slower, and somehow a little less painful. School is over. Exams are behind me. I’ve graduated.That sentence still sounds a bit surreal, but it’s true.I’m on holiday now. I can breathe. As time passes, I’m getting used to Reddit.At…
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“We Made No Mistakes”: Living Inside a Silent Disaster
Today, I heard a sentence that stayed with me all day:“We made no mistakes.”Such a familiar denial, such a familiar escape. I’m surrounded by people who refuse to accept their faults—people who, even when guilty, will never admit it. In fact, they go as far as to blame the innocent.And I’m forced to live among…
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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…
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Forgotten Childhoods: Reflections After a Village Visit
This is not an emotional lament. I want to speak about facts. Whether they taste like sorrow or sweetness, truth is often the sharpest medicine. Recently, I visited a family in a small village. The little girls I met there made me think. Maybe they weren’t even aware of it, but the helplessness they lived…
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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…
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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…
