Hello, friends,
Today, I have come here once again to share a piece of my heart.

I know that you are reading my words, and perhaps, you are understanding them too. Because whatever we have written so far is not just mine alone; somewhere, it is a part of every single person’s life who has ever locked their deepest thoughts away inside themselves.
The only difference is that I have started speaking my truth, while many people still keep their thoughts buried within, suffocating silently.
I know that just as every single day is a new struggle for me, countless others are living their lives, fighting for their dreams, fighting for their existence, and sometimes, fighting against this very society.
As for me, I often feel—well, maybe tomorrow will be a little better. But the moment I open my eyes in the morning, a new battle is standing right in front of me. Sometimes fighting against my own people, sometimes against circumstances, and sometimes fighting for my own dreams.
But I have come to realize one thing: it is not always necessary that we have to fight someone else. Often, the biggest battle has to be fought right within ourselves—just to recognize who we truly are.
Because many times, our own mind doesn’t let us believe in what we are truly capable of becoming. Fear, failure, people’s opinions, and the boundaries created by society slowly make so much room inside us that we start seeing ourselves confined within those exact same limits.
Therefore, our very first battle is not against anyone else; it is against ourselves.
We have to fight our fears. We have to fight that voice sitting deep inside us that constantly whispers—“You won’t be able to do it, what will people say, what if you fail?”
Until we conquer this inner fear, how will we ever fight the evils hidden within society that want to keep us weak?
I believe that until a girl steps out of her fear and that forced facade of compliance, it will remain difficult for her to break free from the boundaries set by society. She will be forced to live within the walls that someone else built for her.
That is why we have to struggle with ourselves every single day, every single morning.
Because if we don’t, we will be forced to live the life that has already been pre-decided for us—a frightened life, a life where we live not by our own free will, but according to the wishes of others.
Sometimes it feels like we are just part of a herd of sheep and goats, forced to walk on the exact same path where everyone else is walking.
But is this all that life is?
Don’t we have any dreams of our own?
Don’t we have our own identity?
Don’t we have the right to choose how we want to live our lives?
For me, the answer to this is crystal clear.
I would choose to struggle every single day, but for myself.
For my freedom.
For my own existence.
Because, to be honest, living suppressed under someone else is a suffocating existence. Living entirely dependent on someone else is never easy. When we become dependent, that very same person often begins to make us feel, over and over again, that we are a burden on them.
No matter how much we have done for them, if we are not self-reliant, our hard work, our sacrifices, and even our very existence are often belittled and minimized.
Therefore, being independent is not just about earning money.
It is the power to make your own choices.
It is the strength to stand up for yourself.
It is the power to say—
“My life belongs to me too.”
If I want to do something for someone, I definitely will. I will do it for my loved ones, and for society as well. But before that, I have to do something for myself.
Because if I cannot do anything for myself, how will I give courage to someone else? How will I show someone else the way out of this quicksand when I am trapped in it myself?
This quicksand might look very beautiful from a distance, but as we go closer to it, we get sucked deeper and deeper into it, and walking out becomes nearly impossible.
That is why we must break free.
For ourselves.
And for those who, like us, are trapped in some invisible bond.
We will have to fight a new battle with ourselves every single morning. Because if we don’t, this society is standing ready for us—to put us in our place, to bind us in limits, and to teach us what we should and shouldn’t do.
That is why we must fight.
Every single day.
Every new morning.
Against our fears, and against those rules that we have accepted without ever questioning them.
Perhaps, now is the time to understand.
To wake up—for ourselves.
To fight our fears, for our own identity.
Because we are not just a name tied to a relation; first and foremost, we are human beings.
We have our own lives and our own dreams—and we have every right to live them.
