I opened the closet and yelled at all the skeletons:
Get out of my closet!
I don't want your secrets! I don't want your shame! I don't want your ***** laundry! You have been in here long enough!
I started tossing out the junk, ridding myself of the mess, like ruins in an old tomb, Garbage that I have been trying to contain, useless things flying everywhere: Unfulfilled dreams, unresolved anger, old sadness, unhappy childhood etc, etc, etc....
Those bony beings started making their way out, grumbling because of their harsh eviction, clanking away down the stairs and out of the house
Well, that felt lots better but I'm not sure if they all left for good