I think the thing is that I didn’t make any sacrifices in my life before tbi, except one tho which turned out to be a blessing to me 🤓♥️:

I might have mentioned this before, but I couldn’t find it: I could have gone to any developed country to pursue a master’s degree, but I chose a country where I could take my brother with me so we could both study. It had to be both affordable and offer a high quality of life, so I chose Prague in 2017.

Obviously, life has had other plans, and they’re better and miraculous than my original life road, hence the divine making me feel curious and blessed most of the time, I guess, so that I keep going to achieve the best version of myself 🙏🏻🙏🏻. Thankfully, I have a couple of other options for starting a new life healthily, but that’s another topic 🤭, and I am also happy to see that things are starting to change for Turkey. I said I wouldn’t want to stay here to suffer whilst my country is rebuilding its own f*ckups( this was actually the first reason I decided to relocate). The universe: “ Get your azz back here and sit tf down, ok, you won’t be suffering from what you said, but I have a different plan for you 🙄.”

I had to make a sacrifice, one good sacrifice, and I’d like to assume I am pardoned for life😇😇. Because its ripple effects were international, and I have very little to do with it🥲.