I know from my experience, I had the audacity to carry it for twenty-three years. Why would a living soul carry garbage for so long? I can answer that question easily because I drug myself through that garbage. Though I would try to find ways to cleanse myself from the stench; deep down inside I had an addiction for I can answer that question easily because I drug myself through that garbage.Though I would try to find ways to cleanse myself from the stench; deep down inside I had an addiction for the misery that was from my past.It was almost as if suffering was the drug; my past was the dealer and the way I would find the dealer was through my thoughts and quenching the thirst for pain. I was consumed and lived in darkness until I picked up a pen and notebook. The chain had been broken and I no longer had to struggle to express my experiences, thoughts feelings verbally. I was finally free without any untold story all on paper. boundaries to put every untold story all on paper.