My sister and I can't talk about the author who died without getting into a fight about whether we can still read his books given what came out about him, and this person who shaped our childhood reading is now a wound between us instead of a bridge.
More people experience this than they realize.
Shared formative experiences are being reframed by new revelations, and two people who once found connection through common love now find themselves on opposite sides of moral complexity.
“Where Are You with Collective grief — mourning public figures and tragedies?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.