Month: May 2025
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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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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…
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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…
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I’m 22, But We’re Not the Same Age
“You’re still so young, it’s too early for everything.”Sounds gentle, doesn’t it? But that sentence only makes sense under one condition:The kind of life the person saying it has lived. Because most of the time, these words come from people who grew up with loving families, financial security, and emotional support.Me? My mother and father…
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Being a Woman at the Foot of a Grave
May 14, 2025 I have to write down what happened today.Because this isn’t just a story of a single day—it’s the embodiment of everything I’ve been silently carrying for years.And sadly, it came once again at the hands of people I know. The sun was already out when we set off. It was around 10…
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“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…
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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…
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Nobody cared
Today, I have to write something important. Because something inside me is quietly breaking. Among all the thoughts spinning in my head lately, I’ve recognized a few emotions… Dangerous emotions. And to help you understand them, I need to take you back. Back to a little child. In middle school, I was—like always—introverted, overly emotional,…
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A Skirt Shouldn’t Hurt This Much
This is not just a skirt. It’s hard to explain. But if I had to compress everything I’ve ever felt into a word, a photo, a single item—it would be this skirt. When I saw it, the emotions it stirred in me were unlike anything I had ever felt before. It became the embodiment of…
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After the Dreams That Turned to Dust
Time moves slowly in the village. Every morning, I wake up to the same view—stone walls, cracked roads, faces that never change. I feel trapped in a loop. I can’t move forward, and there’s nothing to go back to. The hours seem to grow heavier on purpose; every minute weighs on me like a burden.…
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The Poison Beneath Innocence
There is a poison beneath innocence, a deep poison… This phrase, although difficult to understand at first glance, begins to make sense when you spend even just a few days in a village. In the villages of the Middle East, observing the lives of women is an experience that deeply hurts the soul. Understanding this…
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To Succeed Out of Stubbornness
I was so small…And the world was enormous.Every time someone opened their mouth,They told me what I could never be.No one ever wondered what I might become. I wanted to succeed—Looking straight into their eyes.To silence those who said “You can’t,”To humble those who said “You won’t,”To walk the path they swore was impossible…Maybe it…
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I Need to Keep Writing
Lately, there’s something I feel more and more certain about. And with each passing day, that feeling grows stronger. I need to keep writing these blog posts. In fact, not just keep writing—I need to turn this into a way of life. And honestly, it already is. Writing has become something that brings me peace.…
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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.…
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HAS NOT BEEN SELECTED AND GERMANY
When I first started writing these blog posts, there was a quiet dream I carried inside me. America. A soft “maybe one day…” lingering in the back of my mind. And for the past three years, every May, that dream has been frozen by the same cold screen. Today is May 3rd, 2025.My third application.And…
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Hate Hiding Behind Science: A Response from a Trans Girl
This blog post is important because we will give the necessary answer to a “Transphobic” man (you identify yourself as a woman, but sorry, I prefer to call you a man. I hope you are not offended?) who definitely disturbs me a lot and writes very harsh sentences with arrogance and humiliation hidden under his…
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I am a woman ⭐️
Sometimes life puts such heavy stones in your path that you lose your way.You find yourself in the middle of a dark forest.Without music playing in your ears, you’d probably lose your mind.Reality often cuts deeper than pain.You don’t get used to it—you just learn to survive it. Whenever I try to talk to people…
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The Impact of Familial Deficiencies and Societal Prejudices on a Transgender Identity: Debunking Misconceptions
The messages and feedback I have received have deeply affected me. Especially the idea that my trans identity is what led me to depression or pushed me towards thoughts of suicide is a great misunderstanding. The truth is that the things that made me depressed or led me to attempt suicide were not my identity,…
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