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At first, his emotional unavailability looked sophisticated. The no-social-media thing felt attractive. The privacy felt mature. The emotional distance looked disciplined instead of evasive. He worked constantly. Stayed busy constantly. Moved through life with the efficiency of someone determined never…

I was on the phone with my sister the other day, the one who used to scare me into crying when I was little by telling me I might die, and somehow seemed to enjoy it, even though she was…

I’ve been trying to name what this is without immediately diagnosing it, packaging it, or romanticizing it into something more palatable. It’s not just overthinking. That word feels too small like trying to fit an ocean into a teacup and…

I downloaded a dating app for the first time at an age where your knees sometimes make a noise when you stand up too fast. Not loudly. Just enough to remind you that you’re no longer in your “I met…

As a certified herbokolog (a Turkish word we jokingly use for someone who thinks they know everything!) , of course I was eventually going to write about this topic too. And one of the best decisions I made this year…

Bir süre sadece yazmak istiyorum. Çünkü zihnim o kadar dağınık ki, yazmaya yeltendiğim anda düşüncelerim kelimelere dönüşmek ve bir sıraya girmek zorunda kalıyorlar. Sanki içimde sürekli konuşan, birbirinin sözünü kesen onlarca ses var ve yazı, hepsini bir sandalyeye oturtup sırayla…

I started rewatching Lena Dunham’s Girls recently. The first time I saw it I was in my mid-twenties.Now I’m in my mid-thirties, and watching it again feels strangely different,  like the show stayed the same but I didn’t. Since the…