If I didn't have any sex organs, I wouldn't waver on the brink of nervous emotions and tears all the time.
The Bell Jar, confessional poetry
From 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'.
Undated, likely early 1950s
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"I felt like I was trapped in a bell jar, stewing in my own sour air."
Controversial"I want to kill myself, to escape from responsibility, to crawl back abjectly into the womb."
Shocking"I am so utterly a success. I am so utterly a failure."
Humorous"I began to think about the nature of my own misery, and how I could get out of it."
Controversial"To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream."
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