\u200bWhat did we want?<\/strong><\/p>\n Something very simple but vital: A breathing space for individuals with autism who are over 18 years old, out of school and trapped between four walls. A center that will cure the anxiety of families \u201cwhat will happen to my child if I die?\u201d to some extent.<\/p>\n \u200bSo, what happened?<\/strong><\/p>\n But I didn't give up. With the persistence of a journalist and the patience of a mother, I made sure that the foundation of that project was laid. That building, which I was in elbow contact with from the architect to the worker, with the hope of families in every brick, rose. However, the political will chose to market that building not as a \u201crights center\u201d but as a \u201cbirthday celebration area\u201d on weekends. The spirit and purpose of the project and the labor of the families was betrayed.<\/p>\n At the point we have reached today; the representatives of the will that closed the doors to us that day and tried to silence our voices may be giving other tests today. As a human being, I wish a speedy recovery, but as a rights defender, I do not stop asking:<\/p>\n \u200bWhy is that building still idle?<\/strong><\/p>\n Those who tried to silence me forgot this: I get my power not from an office or a political party, but from the pure light in the eyes of my child with autism. As long as that light does not go out, my pen will not be silenced.<\/p>\n You continue to share awareness photos today. I will continue to ask at every council meeting, in every column and on every street corner until the door of that building is actually opened to the rightful owners.<\/p>\n It all started at that table on the last day of the Beylikd\u00fcz\u00fc Love Peace Celebrations. The mayor was waiting for me to bow to him gratefully as he explained what he was doing for children with autism in a \u201cgracious\u201d manner, as if he was giving from his pocket. As a journalist and a mother, the moment I said, \u201cThese are constitutional rights, not favors,\u201d I was met with the famous \u201cNo offense.\u201d That night was not just a debate for me, but the beginning of an organized \u201cextermination\u201d operation...<\/p>\n And what happened before that?<\/strong><\/p>\n We went to the office. We had with us hundreds of questionnaires filled out by families in the region. We demanded a center for those \u201cinvisible\u201d young people who were over 18 years old, who had graduated from school and were imprisoned within four walls, living a life of imprisonment at home with their mothers. What did the mayor do? He put words in our mouths, looked at his watch, said \u201cI have a program to catch up with\u201d and left. We didn't hear anything for 7 months! Until he was surprised to see us with a booth in the festival area and said, \u201cOh, there were these too!?\u201d<\/p>\n Operation Begins: Blacklists and Deleted News<\/strong><\/p>\n My stance at that table came at a heavy price. One morning I woke up and realized that I had been \u201ctagged\u201d among CHP municipalities. Our requests for vehicles from neighboring districts were being rejected, \u201cYour mayor wrote a letter, it went to all municipalities, there is no help for this association\u201d were flying through the air. It was not only a political embargo, but also my profession. I had to end my columnist job at the local newspaper I had worked for because some of the speeches were too much; not only that, all my news, interviews and history on the website were deleted after a certain period of time! They went so far as to erase the memory of a journalist.<\/p>\n \u200b\u201cElection came, we were reminded of our project\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n For 2 years, those doors that I could not get an appointment for a project suddenly opened when the election approached. I was shocked by that phone call from the special staff who said, \u201cWe discussed your project with the mayor, it is on our agenda.\u201d We had a meeting in the Science Affairs additional service building and I put my soul into every brick, saying, \u201cThere can be no glass corridor, children with severe autism will be dangerous,\u201d and \u201cThe sensory integration room should be over there.\u201d The foundation was laid, the building rose. The families were still hopeless; \u201cMs. Dilek, we won't believe until we walk through that door,\u201d they said.<\/p>\n Final Act \u201cBirthday House\u201d Insult<\/strong><\/p>\n But one evening, a message was sent to our group: The mayor was touting our lifeblood center as \u201ca place to celebrate birthdays on weekends\u201d! The dream of a \u201chome\u201d where our children could go every day and feel a sense of belonging had been turned into a magazine item, a \u201csocial facility\u201d accessory. We called it a protocol, we insisted on it, the chief of staff disappeared into thin air.<\/p>\n The cost?<\/strong><\/p>\n While I was protesting with the families in front of that building, \u201cKeep your promise!\u201d, I came out a patient with a high risk of heart attack because of the terrible stress I was experiencing. With my child with autism by my side, and in front of me, an administration that would not compromise its arrogance...<\/p>\n Today, that building, the building they call the \u201cAutism Activity Center\u201d, which rose at my insistence, is also standing idle. As you can see, the elections have passed and the promises have gone to the dusty shelves.<\/p>\n I ask you now: Whose will superseded the rights of those children? What arrogance was so great that a mother had the stress of being sick with a high risk of heart attack? I will not let this case go.<\/p>\n The pride I feel in having scratched and clawed to get that building erected there, when it was not even on the municipality's agenda, cannot be measured by any political favor or applause, because this is a victory of pure advocacy, not for a mother's personal glory, but for the future of hundreds of children who share the same fate as her own child.<\/p>\n Those who made my struggle difficult, those who blacklisted me and tried to break my pen, actually witnessed in every brick of that building what an association president can achieve as the conscience of the society without any personal interest.<\/p>\n The price I paid to turn the light in my own child's eyes into a torch of hope for all children has turned the silhouette of that building into a badge of honor; neither embargoes nor silence will be enough to make us forget this concrete fact.<\/p>\n And I will continue to tell and write until the day that center is active...<\/p>\n With love<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" While I was protesting with the families in front of that building, \u201cKeep your promise!\u201d, I came out a patient with a high risk of heart attack because of the terrible stress I was experiencing. 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