Feddit (Beta)Your Brain Is Editing Your Life While You Sleep, Scientists Say
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Science headlines urgh.
The development here is that they've figured out a model of the actual interaction thats happening during the transition phase between nREM and REM, which is pretty cool. We've known dreams are an artefact of memory processing for a long time, as well as that REM is basically long-term memory thunderdome. But the actual mechanisms underlaying this, in non-abstracted terms, are still hugely complex and largely not understood. This is a big step forward (if verified) towards the goal of unraveling the full memory encoding process.
Thank you for providing an actually high quality and accurate summary. I hate the way these headlines always obscure things or make them sound like they're some magic new thing that we just found out too, so it's nice to just hear it straight.
Your brain is editing your life even while you're awake.
Live view of my brain:
That is a lot of assuming on your part stranger.
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I think it kinda does. I have recurring dreams of confronting symbolic wounds and anxieties and with every night it happens I make just a little more progress.
the teeth falling out or loosening people had that too.
You're actually spot on - REM sleep specifically helps process emotional memories and reduces the amygdala's reactivity to those same triggers when you're awake, kinda like emotional thereapy happening while you sleep.
Well it certainly processes them to make it easier for you. Except PTSD, that takes ages.
Brain: we really don’t spend enough time thinking of that time you were late for work and had a wet fart on the way in. Remember standing on the crowded bus wondering if anyone noticed? And then remember using the handicapped stall and wiping your underwear with toilet paper then trying to dry it in the sink? But cotton doesn’t dry quick so you ended up just wadding them up in brown drying paper and dumping them in the trash. How awkward was it every time you had to leave your seat that day?
Oddly specific.
Me: yeah, which time?
That assumes I even have a brain.
That Insidious bastard is always fucking me over
I hear you. My brain is a dick!