There were faint sounds in the room. Then she felt warmth at her feet. Her cat, Meyan, had jumped onto the bed and was pacing around her — up and down, back and forth. Sometimes rubbing against her head, sometimes kneading her feet with those little massage-like moves. Meyan wanted attention; she missed her. But Tuğçe didn’t even have the energy to care for herself, let alone anyone else. There was this strange heaviness inside her — a lack of desire she couldn’t make sense of. No matter what she wanted to do, her body just wouldn’t move.
When Meyan didn’t get the attention she wanted, she jumped off the bed. Tuğçe peeked through a small opening in her blanket and glanced around the room. The cat had gone behind the bookshelf and knocked over the decorative candles.
Oh right — speaking of the cat, when was the last time she had checked Meyan’s food or litter box? That thought finally got her out of bed. She went to check, but her husband had already taken care of it. Her food was refilled; the litter box was clean. What a good man Selim was, she thought.
She turned toward the kitchen. Selim had already left for work. The small traces he’d left behind told her he’d grabbed a quick bite before leaving. She remembered his playful way of saying goodbye — waving his foot instead of his hand — and felt a pang of guilt. Before this gloom settled over her, she would never have let him go to work without breakfast.
It had been almost a month since Tuğçe started feeling this way. What was this heaviness on her shoulders? Was it the seasonal change? Or had she fallen into autumn depression? As these thoughts circled in her mind, she longed for it all to end — but she didn’t know how to get out of it. She was exhausted.
“The year’s almost over anyway... What’s the point? I can’t do this. Why did I even start this? It’s not working. I can’t handle it. There, I said it — I failed!”
It had been nearly a year since Tuğçe quit her old job and opened her own business. She had jumped in full of excitement — perhaps a little too impulsively. Her old job had begun to feel meaningless and heavy, so she just handed in her resignation. On top of that, housework had been wearing her down since getting married. “It’d be nice to have something that fits my pace better,” she used to say.
She had dreamed of opening a small jewelry shop — inspired by an article she once read about a successful woman in that business. Tuğçe had always loved jewelry. “I’ll buy wholesale, sell retail. I’ll rent a cute little shop and finally do what I love,” she thought.
At first, it was wonderful. She rented a small shop and had it renovated — though it turned out much more expensive than she expected. Then she handpicked her favorite pieces from wholesalers and displayed them carefully. She had spent her entire savings — but it felt worth it. Her husband supported her too, even lent her a little.
To attract customers, she offered discounts and treats at the opening. Business was good in the beginning. Sales were steady for a while. Feeling confident, she bought more stock and stored it in the back room. Some sellers even came offering their own jewelry to sell through her, and she accepted. Soon, her shop was full of jewelry.
But after the first few months, sales started slowing down — then stopped altogether. One or two slow months turned into six. She couldn’t even pay the rent anymore. Debt piled up. She decided to close the shop and try selling online instead. That worked for a while — but soon, even that went quiet.
Now she was left with boxes of unsold jewelry and a pile of debt. She didn’t know how to get out of it.
And then autumn came.
Ah, autumn… how gracefully the trees let go of what no longer serves them. They release what’s too heavy for them. They live their surrender beautifully. Those fallen leaves — they know they’d only weigh the tree down in the cold months.
Nature knows when to let go, and when to begin again.
Tuğçe knew her business wasn’t going well. Life had cornered her until she had to make a decision. Every decision meant letting something go. Now, she was living through the sadness of that letting go — but she also knew it was time to move again.
Autumn had come, yes — but she wanted to get through it and start again.
She began to wonder: What had she done wrong? What did that successful woman do right?
She wanted to understand…
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