I thought putting them away would work. I dug the biggest hole possible and buried them. I guess,  nothing is ever gone no matter what you do. It’ more present when you can’t feel it because there is always that guilt that you were too tired to deal with it. But I just couldn’t. So each day I carry this big load and every day I become a little colder, a bit more broken. It’s hard to carry the corpses of my emotions but that’s life and life doesn’t forgive anybody.