"Sort of the nature of things, isn't it? You can't proper take the feelings out of the box sometimes unless you rip them out crying and screaming. Then you feel a pleasant sort of tidiness, once your head is pounding and your cheeks are raw and you know you've made a scene. Much better an idea than keeping that box shuttered forcibly until everything inside of it rots."
something something the author is depressed and this is a mood