My daughter and I co-read the book The Bell Jar by the novelist Sylvia Plath. The novel, set in the 1960’s, is considered a classic coming of age novel. It parallels Sylvia’s own life during her time of depression and later her own suicide.
The main character Esther Greenwood on the onset of the book has it all together. She is an intelligent, achieving A+ college student, accomplishment and awarded by numerous scholarships and grants. She has just won a chance to intern with a New York editor. Esther wants to be a writer/poet. Twelve others have also won similar experiences with placements in their own chosen fields.
In the early part of the book, Esther is shown the high life, parties, clothing, meeting interesting people, all in New York City. However, she does not quite fit in. She always feels somewhat uncomfortable, hanging on the perimeter in social situations, never quite feeling accepted.
She begins to struggle with thoughts of her future. One of my favorite passages in the book was when the author used the imagery of a fig tree to show Esther’s confusing choices.
“I saw my life branching out before me, like a green fig tree. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, another was a famous poet, another a brilliant professor, another an amazing editor, and another was Europe and Africa and South America…..above and beyond these figs were many more figs I could not quite make out.
I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I could not make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
She sees the road before her, after college, with no clear thoughts on where she wants to be, what goals she will pursue. After her New York experience, she hopes to be included in a summer writing program at her college, but doesn’t qualify. She also cannot see a future with Buddy, a longtime boyfriend, who is going off to medical school, and wants to marry her. Esther starts to feel a crushing weight of despair for what will come next for her.
At this point in the novel, Esther sinks into a heavy depression, not eating, sleeping, bathing, and writing. She feels she is living in her own sour air under a Bell Jar. She is looking out at a distorted perception of the world around her. Everyone she knows is moving on, as she just stands still.
Troubled, her mother sends her to a doctor, who administers a series of crude/brutal shock therapies, to cure her. Esther further falls deeper into depression, where every minute she imagines scenarios to end her life. She considers death by cutting, slicing, drowning, gunshot, or hanging herself, finally resorting to overdosing on sleeping pills.
Esther wakes up hospitalized in a private mental institution where the rest of the book finds her in treatments, and more shock therapy. This time done differently where Esther feels the Bell Jar lifted momentarily, allowing fresh air to get in.
The book ends with a question, is Esther able to face the world again? Her doctor feels she is ready, and she is to be interviewed by a panel of hospital doctors to determine her release. Esther relates the idea that there should be a “ritual for being born twice, patched, retreaded, and approved for the road.”
She knows that somewhere down the line, in college maybe, she may still feel the suffocation again of the descending Bell Jar.
I enjoyed the book. I found the author let us gradually in the emotions of depression so heavy that the world moves on, while Esther remains. Parts of the story were hard to read, the brutal shock therapies, and the dwelling thoughts of suicide. The author gave the reader an understanding of this mental illness and thought of hopelessness. I understand, how still today, The Bell Jar is an important read.
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