Thinking as an escape from death: The mind’s intoxicating promises
From the moment the news of my brother’s death flooded over me last year, I began wrestling with the usual thoughts: “He was too young. It wasn’t his time. It doesn’t make sense. It isn’t fair.” In the months since, though, I have often been able to resist falling into thought spirals, those intoxicating mental […]
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