There is a book that explains that when someone dies, our brains keep looking for them, much like a person’s brain keeps looking for a limb when they lose one. We exhaust ourselves looking for them and feel like we’re losing our minds because we can’t stop looking. Rationally we probably know they’re not there, but internally our brains are looking everywhere for them.
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The missing limb & texts to my dead husband
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There is a book that explains that when someone dies, our brains keep looking for them, much like a person’s brain keeps looking for a limb when they lose one. We exhaust ourselves looking for them and feel like we’re losing our minds because we can’t stop looking. Rationally we probably know they’re not there, but internally our brains are looking everywhere for them.