Ramblings Of Insolent Mind!

Now here is another post which is definitly not only inspired by Post Secret but also takes mediocre pride in accepting the fact, that following extracts are taken from above mentioned website. But that is because, this time topic revolves around hidden inticracies of obfuscated human mind, "titled" as "Ramblings of insolent mind..". This not only includes people who have courage to "print" their utmost intimate secrets on a public blog, but also people like me and you, who are coward enough to not accept that somewhere inside, we have a demon lurking, crazy and inordinate in it's own ways; waiting for his nimble chance; while we try best of our lame efforts to try and hide, what might be termed as "abnormal tendencies" [quite hypocritic it is though]. [I am 100% ridiculed, by the way, i choose to put it. In simpler words, i would say, it's pathetic] But thats how, "normal"[if there was ever a word like that] people accept it.
I do not feel disgraced or decayed in accepting that i am one of "those". I still laugh over this small mundane and frequently used word, after one of my friend took the honor of entitling them to be "those". And that time, all i could appreciate was, her honesty towards the fact that she thought that they are, not one of us. Though after that moment, it was definitly funny, walking down that path, hearing "ramblings of a sane mind" which did not count as "friend's company" anymore.. J

Anyway, before i deviate from main course any furthur, i would like tell, that this time, blog is about choosing, which of the following confession is an act of "REAL COURAGE".

1. I wish I could tell my parents i am famous. I am a porn star.
   
2. I tell the other moms that I want another baby... but what I really want is another puppy.
   
3. Everytime i go over a bridge i have to restrain myself from driving off.
   
4. I trashed my parents' house to look like I had a party while they were out of town.. so my mom would think i had friends..
   
5. Medications are not enough to make me forget what he did to me... if I see him again, I will kill him to save the others.
   
6. What hurts more than losing you is knowing that you are not fighting to keep me.
   
7. I am 100% sure that I'd be a rapist ... if I'd been born a man.
   
8. I feel guilty about sometimes wishing that I didn't have children. I don't say it out loud for fear I might trigger something bad happening to them.
   
9. I am taking anti-psychotics for hallucinations... but I have never hallucinated in my life.
   
10. When I was little I would wish upon a star for my dad to die.
    
11. I often think, that my husband's death would solve many of my problems.
    
12. I only smoke pall-mall cigarettes so I can remember you forty times a day.
    
13. When I listen to my patients all I can think about is how I drag that razor across my skin too... and now I miss it.
    
14. My mom killed my dad long before he killed himself.
    
15. when I find a picture on the ground or at school, I put them in my scrap book and write a paragraph and pretend the people in it are my friends.
    
16. I am homeless, no one [not even my family] knows about it.
    
17. When I was a child my stepfather brutally raped and beat me for seven horrible years - but that isn't my secret. The secret is sometimes it makes me feel kind of good. And that makes me hate myself.
    
18. I agreed to get an abortion in order for my new ex-husband to marry me. I should have kept my baby and murdered him instead.
    
19. The meds don't work. but I say they do. And no one knows.
    
20. I miss feeling close to god.