The Bell Jar

i was very surprised upon finishing this book. i was promised, thousands of times, a “deep exploration of mental illness”, a true centrepiece of the femcel genre. and yet i found little to no debt. were the bell jar and fig tree metaphors really that good? to me this was more a female version of catcher in the rye, if not a worse one (can't say for certain as i haven't revisited catcher since i was 14) with an obnoxious teenage narrator hanging about, acting childish and entitled. take a twelve year old girl's diary and you'll find more emotional depth than “the bell jar” has. if you want a good book about a woman suffering from mental illness i advise you to read “faces in the water” by janet frame instead. maybe if i'd read this in middle school i would have enjoyed it more.