The more you talk about it,

rehash it,

rethink it,

cross analyze it,

debate it,

respond to it,

get paranoid about it,

compete with it,

complain about it,

immortalize it,

cry over it,

kick it,

defame it,

stalk it,

gossip about it,

pray over it,

put it down

or dissect its motives

it continues to rot in your brain.

It is dead.

It is over.

It is gone.

It is done.

It is time to bury it

because it is smelling up your life

and no one wants to be near your rotted corpse

of memories and decaying attitude.

Be the funeral director of your life

and bury that thing!

— Shannon L. Alder