Firstly, the reason it is constantly so fresh in the memory is that the truth has never been released.
tbf you can't say that as truth. My mum died recently a week after going to the hospital and being told she was ok. She wasn't. My aunty tried to seek blame/justice (ew) and hold the hospital accountable. I told her what she was doing was painful to me, counter-productive and flat out odd. Then again I am trying to move on with my life as dwelling on it is just painful and does not make sense to me.