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There's a comic (now a movie) that reminds me strongly of this topic - it's french, called The Carnival of Immortals (or La Foire aux Immortels).
It's a beautifully drawn, erratically written story set in the future. It centres around two people, and one of them is a chalk-skinned, blue-haired woman who goes off the rails when her lover is brutally murdered. She steals her dead lover's pills, red pills for forgetting, yellow for remembering - and she starts to overdose on the red pills after each horrifying event in her life.
I think the idea of having pills on hand to forget or remember is playing die with the devil; as some psychologists said, the human brain is an amazing organ, capable of even protecting the psyche by manifesting "disorders" (multiple personalities).
Some people may not be ready for the torrent of memories a simple pill could bring. And some may not be ready for a part of their life to go missing.
The thought process is very important, as someone grieving goes through a variety of stages to move on and mature mentally. Although, in some extreme cases, I suppose it could be sanctioned, but with counselling. |
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