A person is never alone. We are always with invisible thought-forms dragged forward from the past that trouble us.
Story 1: A man inherits a castle on an island. He goes there and finds everything is in disarray. At night in bed he hears scary voices, and then sees a demon standing over him. He escapes to a local tavern in the village, where the owner tells him, "you have to listen to the demon and do what he tells you." That night the man says, "Demon what do you want?" "Tell me what my name is an I'll leave you alone." Three years pass, but the man does not run from his condition. Then one night he "gets it," and says to the demon, " Your name is 'my past.'" The demon disappears. The tyranny of what is not is our past. We need to wake up and hear what is talking to us. It is "what I know" that ruins my life. When the demon exploded, the whole castle began to change.
Story 2: A man gets stuck by a sticker in his sweater. He blames his wife. Then he finds one is his pant leg. He is in so much pain. That night his wife wakes to find him sleepwalking. With a video camera she follows him to his old abandoned high school football field overgrown with brambles of stickers. The tape shows him that he was trying to win again. It's not your past. It happened, but it didn't happen the way you thought it happened.
I will not allow myself to be drawn into the past. It cannot satisfy because it is dead. I can change what I live from. God gave us His Life (castle) with everything we need to live freely in peace.