Tezer lived the period from 1973 until 1985, which is when she learnt that she was sick, without shock, hospital or disease. She was freed from her fears and anxieties most during this period and, in her own words, overcame "madness". When she found out that she had cancer in 1985, her old nemesis, depression, got hold of her again. She went down to those dark wells again.

 

Unfortunately, in the crowd and solitude of the big city life, many of us today do not have the courage to take off the shirts that are put on us. The smallest stone attached to our feet grows like mountains and seas in our eyes. We are not even aware of our own existence. Having lived through the difficult conditions of the 1960-1980 coup years, her deteriorated mental health, dragged into depression by her family and the society, although she is known as "the sorrowful princess" by the literary world, Tezer is actually "the queen of revolutions". She made the revolutions of her own life, and managed to become "the revolution" itself. She was coming out of every difficulty, greening again like a tree whose branches were cut off. When she said “I admire my own self-ordaining”, she really reminded us of her own admiring autonomy; controlled and unfailing autonomy!

 

In the glasses on some tables, the brewed tea remains unfinished. Some ships cannot approach the port. And some women leave scars. Even though the exhausting pains of the hustle and bustle in her life freed her soul, they managed to imprison the body of Tezer Ozlu. Her adventure that started with hitchhiking ended in the hospital where she was treated in 1986, leaving behind an inspiring and epic life story, three novels, countless articles and translations, and a "Deniz". And on the morning of February 18, she left her tired body in the hospital room and set out on her new journey. The next day, the headlines announced what nobody wanted to say out loud:

 

We lost Tezer ÖZLÜ!