There is so much i could say about this book. As I was reading it, i couldn't help but see myself in Esther, the main character. As one may know, she was forced to join an insane asylum, and telling people 'i see myself in her' probably gives off the wrong impression, but there was a familiarity in her style and thought process that i certainly can, a did, relate to.  When the novel started out, she seemed so normal, a word i seem to find myself taking very lightly now. what is normal? to Esther, everything she did seemed normal to her, but to everyone else what she did was completely "insane". Throughout the book i sympathized towards her feelings trying at every possible way to give her the benefit of the doubt. She never really did go through with the suicide attempts in the novel, which is why i  found it most intriguing that she seems to be "saved" at the end but in real life her "saving" included an oven and some high powered gas.
I found it interesting that this was Sylvia Plath's only novel.  It was so revealing on so many levels. I admire her for being so strong as to put something out there like this, especially during that time.  After i read the book, i did research on it, only to find out that sylvia did indeed come up with a pseudonym to allow herself to be so free with her words. one of the things i found most interesting was the end. I found myself thinking 'does she get out? or does she stay in?'. The fact that sylvia plath committed suicide a month after the publication, i believe whole heartily i got my answer.