The first time I read Sylvia Plath’s novel The Bell Jar, I thought it had nothing to do with feminism. I saw it through the prism of my own experience and colored it as a story of madness and stigma…
The first time I read Sylvia Plath’s novel The Bell Jar, I thought it had nothing to do with feminism. I saw it through the prism of my own experience and colored it as a story of madness and stigma…
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