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“Der Tod stellt ein sehr reales Trauma für uns dar, das über das Bewusstsein hinausgeht, dass auch unser eigenes Leben früher oder später ein Ende nehmen wird. Er geht mit einem Einbruch des Schweigens einher, einer ganz eigenen Form der Sprachlosigkeit. Ein Mensch zu sein heißt zwar immer, sterblich zu sein und die Sterblichkeit geliebter Menschen zu bezeugen, doch es heißt nicht, diese Sterblichkeit auch zu begreifen. Unsere Psyche beschützt uns davor, den Tod geliebter Menschen zu verstehen. Sie erlaubt uns nur, im Laufe der Zeit unserem Nichtverstehen etwas näher zu kommen und es so in unser Leben zu integrieren.”

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Die Zeit der Verluste

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