reading crustacean commented on The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
The Bell Jar chronicles the breakdown of the brilliant, beautiful, enormously talented, and successful Esther …
holy shit this is so depressing I need a break. I can so easily imagine myself in Esther's place. If career paths (or basically any path in life except marrying and having kids) had been as closed for me as it was for women in the 50s, and if treatment of mental health issues would still be as bad, I think I would have ended up like her.