Sд±la Yoruldum -

She wasn’t tired from a long day of work or a lack of sleep. It was the "soul-fatigue" that comes from being the person who always holds everything together. For years, Sıla had been the bridge. She was the one who mediated family feuds, the one who stayed late to fix a colleague's mistake, and the one who listened to friends' heartbreaks until three in the morning, all while her own heart felt like a hollowed-out tree.

She looked at her phone. Three missed calls from her mother, likely about her brother’s debt. A dozen notifications from a group chat she no longer felt a part of. She realized she had spent her whole life answering everyone else's questions before she even knew what her own were. SД±la Yoruldum

Should Sıla or find a way to stay on her own terms? Is there a specific person she needs to confront? She wasn’t tired from a long day of

"I'm tired of being strong," she whispered to the steam rising from the tea. She was the one who mediated family feuds,