I cannot seem to let go of events that have happened two, and three years ago. I wouldn’t describe them as tragic, just a case of a heart broken teenager. Now I am an adult (at least I hop I am) and I cannot let go. The events of the past haunt me, and keep me up at night -- like they happened yesterday. I must acknowledge that the events were life changing (I discovered I was Gay), and were spaced about five months apart. I’ve written about them I’ve talked about them, but no amount of that can purge it from my mind. I want to be free, I want to move on but I cannot. I think since I have failed to fall in love recently, I am holding onto the past memories and feelings as a way of compensating. Is there something I can do about this? Or is something else wrong?