The Bell Jar

One of the things I noticed when I got to Kaitlyn’s apartment for the first time the day of her death, was a book on her table in front of her couch entitled “The Bell Jar” by Sylvia Plath. Also a book of poems by her. For those who don’t know, Sylvia Plath wrote of her depression and suicide attempt in her book. She was also a brilliant person and the book goes through the depths of her depression. After the book was published, Sylvia Plath killed herself. I always knew the kind of books Kaitlyn read and to my knowledge, she never read things like that. That is no book someone should read while depressed. I know, I’ve read it. I could tell it was a new book, and had seen where she had just purchased it very recently. Makes me pause for thought.

I’m just thinking out loud for all the world to see. I don’t know why, or why of much of anything anymore.

The Bell Jar

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About gatito2

My name is Rhonda. I'm a registered nurse, for the last 20 years, that has not been able to work since the day I learned of my daughter's death by suicide 4-12-13. (She actually died 4-11-13 and her body was not found until the 12th) Me and my husband have been married for 32 years and he's a wonderful man. We grieve in different ways. He works, I write. This is my journey through this horrible land of losing a child..
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