#letthemknow

20 posts
  • angelinedaniel 54w

    I hide my Secrets just to let the Right Person know it!
    ©angelinedaniel

  • angelinedaniel 61w

    The Way You Make Them Feel Is What Defines You Better!
    ©angelinedaniel

  • crazy_thought 74w

    Let them know what you believe in and how strongly you stand for it.

    PS: This may sound rude, but it's the need of the hour. Rather than suffering mentally , let them know your believes and move on...

    #letthemknow #ourlifeisours #bebold #respectyourbelieves #believes #selfrespect #foryou #foryoupage

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    Silence is a better answer
    but in many cases the best one is a direct reply....
    ©crazy_thought

  • write_forthesoul 144w

    If someone stares at you,
    stare back at him/her!
    Stare back till the time that
    person doesn't take
    his/her eyes off you!
    Let the other know
    the fire inside you!
    P. S:
    Him/her because girls
    stare at girls as well..
    And girls stare at guys as well.
    Girls aren't always the victim!
    ©write_forthesoul

  • the__penetrating__lines__ 168w

    //Let them know//

    Let them to comment about you,
    There will be no change in your life.
    Let them to gossip behind you,
    There will be no change in your life.
    Let them to speak about you,
    There will be no change in your life.
    Let them to neglect you,
    There will be no change in your life.
    Let them to hate you,
    There will be no change in your life.
    Let them know ,
    Their actions will not change your life.
    ©the_penetrating_lines

  • eurika 170w

    You will always fight for the person you want to be with and if you don’t feel that urge, you need to let them go.
    You can’t be selfish and hold them back just for your momentary need. Because you will move on but they will break into pieces unable to reform.

  • britpotatoe 184w

    Weve all had problems with family, but humans do not live forever. So do not live with regret for not saying "I love you" or "I miss you" enough. (Obviously there are reasonable reasons for not being in contact with family, but this post is for the people who just fight with family and think pushing family away is the way to go, well it is not and most will not realize that till its too late)

    #family #love #iloveyou #letthemknow

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    Do not take family for granted,
    tomorrow is not a given.

    Love them more
    Hug them extra tight.

    You may not always get along,
    but you never know when your last breath will be.

    So instead of holding a grudge,
    Let them know you love them.
    ©britpotatoe

  • prlokhande 185w

    दरिया

    ऐसे रस्तो का क्या करे , जहा तन्हा सफर करना पड़े .
    वो दारियां दिखा दो हमे , जिसे डूब के पार करना पड़े

    ©प्रभात लोखंडे ©prlokhande

  • sumorita 187w

    ^_^

    If I am replaceable, so are you.
    ©J

  • nethra6 196w

    Tell your children
    the difference between
    the good touch
    and a bad touch.

    -N

  • withlove_malini 202w

    This is my story..
    The story of how I'm conquering depression.

    To all those out there suffering from depression,

    Don't hide it.
    Shout it out.
    Share your story of how you conquered/are conquering depression.
    And use the hashtags below

    To all those who want to help this cause,
    Repost this, and tell them,
    I see you
    I care about you
    I will stand by you
    YOU ARE NOT ALONE.


    Read my story
    ������
    #shoutitout
    #letthemknow
    #iamconqueringdepression

    @writersnetwork
    @wordporn
    @inkscapeco
    @pri_yan_ka
    @swapnilsen
    @scribbler_sampada
    @readwriteunite
    @mirakee
    @dreamer_priyanka
    @sizzling_thinker
    @words_on_page
    @entrepreneur_writer
    @milkesmin

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    Part 8

    Yesterday was hard.
    But I held on.
    I held on to that small peice of 'me' inside,and I survived the night.
    I don't know how,but I did.

    Over the past few days I've realised that people actually CARE,
    Even strangers do.
    You just have to look.
    They are around you,
    just waiting for you
    To let them in.
    To let them help you.
    To let them listen.

    After I wrote my story of how I'm conquering depression on mirakee a lot of you reposted and commented asking me to be okay,telling me I was brave and letting me know that you are here for me.

    So,Thank you to my Mirakee family.

    All of us think,
    How could a simple
    'how are you' or
    'I'm here for you' or
    'I hope you're doing well'
    possible help people in pain?
    They are just words after all?

    They are.
    They are words.
    Words so powerful that you can't even understand how much those words could change another person's actions or influence their lives.

    Yesterday, the young sister of one of my oldest friends died of cancer.
    I went as soon as I could.
    All I could do was stare,
    Just stare into that lifeless body
    and think of all the things that young girl hadn't gotten to experience,
    and all the pain she was in the last five months.

    I guess that was a trigger.

    I came home.
    I started crying.
    And yesterday all I could think was,
    I'm broken.
    And no matter how much I think it's over,
    It isn't.
    It's still there,
    Haunting me.

    I was ready.
    I was ready to cut again.
    I had a blade in my left pocket
    and I was lying there on the floor with the lights off .


    I was thinking of all of YOU.
    I was thinking of all the people who wanted me to be okay,
    all of you, who truly wished me happiness,
    all of you,who told me I was brave and I will survive this.

    Because of YOU,
    I didn't etch my thighs with lines that would've soon turned into scars.
    I didn't do it because of you.

    THANK YOU
    MIRAKEE.


    REMEMBER: Those few words that you think won't make a difference,
    They make the biggest impact on people in pain like me.


    I am broken,
    Maybe I'll be shattered to peices in the future.
    But I know,
    No matter what happens,
    I will pick those peices up,
    I will put those peices back together like a jigsaw puzzle and,

    I WILL SURVIVE.


    ©just_a_dreamer

  • ckbite 203w

    Remembrance, The

    I have nothing to remember you by, except few snatched conversations we had in the adjoining classroom when empty.

    I have nothing to remember you by, except for the letter I've kept hidden amidst the books on my shelf.

    I have nothing to remember you by, except the time spent tailing your ride home.

    I have nothing to remember you by, except the way you held your books close to your heart when you walked.

    I have nothing to remember you by, except a few throbbing scars.

    I have nothing to rememberer you by, except the scarf you wore high.

    I have nothing to remember you by, except your face.
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .
    I guess......... I have plenty to remember you by.
    .

    ©ckbite

  • withlove_malini 203w

    This is my story..
    The story of how I'm conquering depression.

    To all those out there suffering from depression,

    Don't hide it.
    Shout it out.
    Share your story of how you conquered/are conquering depression.
    And use the hashtags below

    To all those who want to help this cause,
    Repost this, and tell them,
    I see you
    I care about you
    I will stand by you
    YOU ARE NOT ALONE

    Thank you @milkesmin for helping me throughout. You are one of the most important people that helped me through this ..and I love you


    Read my story
    ������
    #shoutitout
    #letthemknow
    #iamconqueringdepression

    @writersnetwork
    @wordporn
    @inkscapeco
    @pri_yan_ka
    @swapnilsen
    @scribbler_sampada
    @readwriteunite
    @mirakee

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    Part 7

    A week later,
    I told my dad.
    Everything.
    Now everything became serious.
    He spent more time with me.
    He checked up on me.

    We circled around the city at nights to see it's beauty from a different point of view,
    changing the one I had
    in my mind.

    Nights became enjoyable.
    Mornings became calm.
    My life became peaceful.

    I, though slowly , returned to ME again.

    I somehow felt asking for help
    made me weak.
    But I soon realised,
    that sometimes
    A little help,
    A small gesture,
    A will to survive,
    Is all you need.

    That's why it's important.
    Ask for help,
    Tell your friends,
    Tell your parents,
    Take your life back

    Also,
    Simple gestures,
    Tell them that you care,
    Ask them how they're doing,
    Listen, just listen..

    Here's to my best friend who listened, and is helping me through this journey
    @milkesmin
    I love you.

    More importantly,
    I learned to LOVE MYSELF.



    ©just_a_dreamer

  • withlove_malini 203w

    !!!MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING FOR SELF HARM!!!


    This is my story..
    The story of how I'm conquering depression.

    To all those out there suffering from depression,

    Don't hide it.
    Shout it out.
    Share your story of how you conquered/are conquering depression.
    And use the hashtags below

    To all those who want to help this cause,
    Repost this, and tell them,
    I see you
    I care about you
    I will stand by you
    YOU ARE NOT ALONE

    #shoutitout
    #letthemknow
    #iamconqueringdepression

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    Part 6

    One night,
    I find myself lying on the cold floor,crying.
    It's dark and I can't hold my tears back.
    I decide.
    This has to stop!
    This pain,
    These tears,
    This suffering,
    It has to STOP.

    Pain was inevitable.
    But I do have some power over it.
    I can choose the 'kind' of pain I wish to endure.
    Anything else is far better than what I feel now..

    I found a surgical blade in my house,
    A packet of them infact,
    And I remember sitting on the cold floor of our dark kitchen.
    Everyone is asleep or in their room.
    I hold my phone close by.

    I say to myself
    "give me a sign to not do it,"
    I stare at the phone at 2.30 am
    wishing that somebody would text me or call me knowing somehow
    and stop me.

    But the universe is funny that way.
    It plays tricks on me and still
    I remain it's biggest fan.

    That night I made three long cuts on my thighs,
    Not deep enough to cause a mess
    And yet painful enough to give a rush.
    I cried so hard that day while doing it, it was almost like some part of my mind,
    MY true,happy mind was fighting a war against my body.
    I lost that day.


    Almost a week later,
    I lost again.
    I painted my thighs with two more Swift and clean cuts.
    I remember crying and then going extremely numb somewhere along the way.

    Now when I take a shower,
    Those scars that mark my thighs,
    remind me of what I overcame.
    And how I'm still here,
    Breathing,
    Living,
    Surviving.

    ©just_a_dreamer

  • withlove_malini 203w

    This is my story..
    The story of how I'm conquering depression.

    To all those out there suffering from depression,

    Don't hide it.
    Shout it out.
    Share your story of how you conquered/are conquering depression.
    And you the hashtags below

    To all those who want to help this cause,
    Repost this, and tell them,
    I see you
    I care about you
    I will stand by you
    YOU ARE NOT ALONE

    #shoutitout
    #letthemknow
    #iamconqueringdepression

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    Part 5

    I somehow finish my breakfast,
    because the pills shouldn't be taken in an empty stomach.
    Then I go into my parents room.
    Because it's darkest room I can find,
    Even during mornings with curtains drawn, it blocks the light
    that I hate now.
    I stay in bed the whole day.
    I lay there.
    Alone.
    I cry.
    I sleep on the floor because
    it's comforting.
    I don't come out.
    I don't want to get up from that bed, because it's my safe place.

    Nights are the worst.
    Which contradicts my love for darkness.
    In that darkness,
    I find relief.
    I find pain.
    I find tears.
    I find faults.
    I find a failure.
    I find me.

    This has to stop.
    I know a way to make it stop.
    But NO!
    NO NO NO.
    I don't want to do it,
    "But darling what if you find relief in it?"
    The demons inside whisper out loud.

    ©just_a_dreamer

  • withlove_malini 203w

    This is my story..
    The story of how I'm conquering depression.

    To all those out there suffering from depression,

    Don't hide it.
    Shout it out.
    Share your story of how you conquered/are conquering depression.
    And use the hashtags below

    To all those who want to help this cause,
    Repost this, and tell them,
    I see you
    I care about you
    I will stand by you
    YOU ARE NOT ALONE

    #shoutitout
    #letthemknow
    #iamconqueringdepression

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    Part 4

    First week of February.
    I'm daignosed with depression.
    To be honest,the first feeling that came to my mind was relief.
    "It" finally had a name.
    "It" had a reason.
    "It"had a solution.

    My sadness was defined now.
    All I had to do was treat it.
    I barely have a month left towards the board exams,
    and I think to myself " I'm gonna be okay, things will get easier now.
    It has to."

    It didn't.
    First week on mild antidepressants
    The sadness lingered on.
    The pain hasn't left.
    I wonder if anyone heard the muffled voices coming from the closed dark room that I occupied.

    The worst was yet to come.

  • withlove_malini 203w

    This is my story..
    The story of how I'm conquering depression.

    To all those out there suffering from depression,

    Don't hide it.
    Shout it out.
    Share your story of how you conquered/are conquering depression.
    And use the hashtags below

    To all those who want to help this cause,
    Repost this, and tell them,
    I see you
    I care about you
    I will stand by you
    YOU ARE NOT ALONE

    #shoutitout
    #letthemknow
    #iamconqueringdepression

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    Part 3

    It's becoming quite clear now,
    to my family and to those around me.
    Something's wrong.
    Somewhere, somehow.

    I tell my dad, "I'm sad",
    because it's the only way I know how.
    A merely simple word.
    He asks me, " why?".
    To that I have no reply.
    Exams maybe? Peer pressure?
    NO NO NO..
    Thats not it.
    That's not the reason.
    There is no reason.

    Does my sadness have to be knotted to some underlying reason for it to be acceptable?
    If so, I would remain this way.
    Because I have answers to all questions except one

    "Why?"

  • withlove_malini 203w

    This is my story..
    The story of how I'm conquering depression.

    To all those out there suffering from depression,

    Don't hide it.
    Shout it out.
    Share your story of how you conquered/are conquering depression.
    And use the hashtags below

    To all those who wants to help this cause,
    Repost this, and tell them,
    I see you
    I care about you
    I will stand by you
    YOU ARE NOT ALONE

    #shoutitout
    #letthemknow
    #iamconqueringdepression

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    Part 2

    A month goes by,
    and I can't remember the last time that I was truly happy.
    Don't get me wrong,
    I do laugh, I do smile,
    and I do all the the things that I used to do.
    But now there's was just one difference,
    I was hollow inside.
    To this day I haven't found an accurate way to express what I feel inside.
    Because even when I was explaining how sad I was,
    I was smiling and talking about it like it was just another conversation topic.
    But it wasn't.

    Why am I smiling and laughing and seemingly okay outside,
    and yet,
    Slowly dying inside.

    Why?.

  • withlove_malini 203w

    This is my story..
    The story of how I'm conquering depression.

    You can share your story using these hashtags or repost if you want to help others with depression understand that, THEY ARE NOT ALONE.
    #shoutitout
    #letthemknow
    #iamconqueringdepression

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    Part 1

    I remember it so well,
    the last December.
    I remember just lying in my bed,
    and crying the whole day.
    I didn't know why.
    I was happy. Right?

    I had a family that loved me,
    friends who supported me,
    nothing could possibly cause me this much misery.
    But still, there I was,
    tears rolling down the side of my face, faint sobs escaping ,
    as I pressed my mouth against the pillows.
    No one needs to know.
    Because crying indicates that I'm weak,
    and I'm not weak.

    So why am I crying?

  • withlove_malini 203w

    To all those people who have to hide it,or feel ashamed to tell the world..
    DON'T
    Shout it out..
    Let them know the pain,
    Let them know, how it makes you fall in love with darkness,
    Let them know, that depression is not being "sad" and it's not a "phase",and it certainly NOT a light word to define 'their' mood swings.
    Let them know, how you have to fight a battle against yourself everyday.
    Let them know that, all the times you just laid there on the floor looking at the ceiling,the only thing you had is hope.

    Read my story
    ������
    #shoutitout
    #letthemknow
    #iamconqueringdepression

    Repost and write down your stories with these hashtags..
    Let's help each other..
    Lets understand..
    Let's CONQUER.


    @writersnetwork
    @wordporn
    @inkscapeco
    @pri_yan_ka
    @swapnilsen
    @scribbler_sampada
    @readwriteunite
    @mirakee

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    I HAVE DEPRESSION



    I will survive this
    and
    I will win in this war against myself.

    ©just_a_dreamer