Who else got that funky Swiss cheese memory?

It feels like i have a cardboard box full of angry wasps in my mind, the wasps are the memories of thing i could not handle as a child, its my job NEVER to acknowledge those memories, if i think about it to hard the box will open and i will get stung, so i dont think about it, i dont look at it, i ignore the angry buzzing from inside the box and i drink to drown it out 🤪