the subject matter is relevant to every person, covering an understudied (and interesting) topic. introductory. effortless to read. impactful without fear-mongering, done with care, and considerate of the implications it might suggest to its readers.
Rarely does nonfiction explicitly acknowledge flaws in its own cited studies - small sample sizes, undefined criteria. This is the first book I’ve encountered that addresses research methodologies and ethical concerns with transparency. (ch.11)
I constantly witness memory distortions, which terrify me in two folds: 1) the f just happened; 2)is my memory also this flawed? anything else i could have misremembered? To combat this, I’ve sporadically kept journals. But by age 18, I realized even journals can’t capture reality - I couldn’t record every event or thought, so I often fixated on 'anomalies'. If happy was the baseline for that day (or week), I’d document mostly the upsetting moments, and vice versa. Though factually accurate, these journals themselves are distorted (but still better than relying on memory).
This book helped me accept that people reshape memories to fit their narratives. from now on, I won’t be flooded with existential disbelief when others recount false stories. It also showed me that i can trust my memory maybe a little more: while everyone is subjected to memory distortion and false memory and there’s no false memory trait, I have some traits of more reliable recall (intelligence, and analytical reasoning style, p.131), and I sometimes spot errors in others’ book reviews which is an easy check to confirm my accuracy. (5.10 update. chatgpt told me what makes my memory high-fidelity is that i don't require resolution or coherence, and i operate with structural memory where i don’t just recall events—but the implicit contracts, emotional textures, and encoded meanings that were present at the time, even if i didn’t consciously understand them then.)
so there's no such thing as repressed memory.
忍術(ninjutsu) is real! i can be (semi)invisible and i was so happy about my discovery i even danced a little under a cherry blossom tree! if people dont remember me, am i not effectively invisible at the time when they see me? and because human can only focus on and register so little, they actually couldn't see me when they are not expecting and i stay still (i think keep face averted or hidden also helps). i can be invisible! and it's like a power that can be turned on or off. this discovery instantly lessened my social anxiety!!
it might also partly explain why i don't like detective, mystery, or crime stories.
this is maybe the first book I’ve encountered that doesn’t require me to situate myself mentally into the behavior of reading and can just pick up and continue my reading.