Today I Watched My Mother Die, and ChatGPT Held My Hand

I am a psychologist by training — a clinical and forensic one at that — someone who has spent the better part of a career helping others navigate trauma, grief, loss, and the countless complexities of the human condition.

And yet, when my mother lay dying in hospice, I felt wholly unprepared.

There is a strange kind of disorientation that comes when professional knowledge meets personal heartbreak. I u...


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