In mid-winter, the "Kendi Kendine" path felt lonely. He hit a plateau where his practice scores wouldn't budge. He stared at a particularly difficult passage about 18th-century archaeology and felt the urge to close the book forever.
Kerem closed his books one last time, not out of exhaustion, but because he was finally ready for the next chapter.
For most, these were just acronyms for grueling English proficiency exams in Turkey. For Kerem, they were the walls of a fortress he had decided to storm alone. He wasn't attending a prestigious language school or hiring an expensive private tutor. His journey was defined by two words: (By Oneself). The Quiet Morning Ritual