The bell jar was written by Sylvia Plath in 1963. The book isn’t an auto biography, however it certainly contains elements of Sylvia’s life thoughout the book. Sylvia Plath sadly took her own life in 1963.
I loved this book beyond the telling. There is something very different about it, it is so incredibly honest. And real. I didn’t really understand why some people described it as depressing, which,yes, worries me a little a bit. But it is insight into a very different world. Towards the end of the book she talks about her depression, and then the book moves into her life in an asylum.
I found it interesting discovering the medical practices used only 50 or so years ago, and how different the practices are now. She also mentioned her experiences with shock therapy. Although I have outlined more of the depressing parts of the world, Sylvia Plath managed to write in such an engaging and sometimes witty manner I simply could not put it down.