Is fame worth getting depressed for?


After the 50th anniversary of Sylvia Plath’s death by suicide people are still puzzling about her.Was she schizophrenic? Was her husband an hypnotically attractive demon who betrayed her.And her mother… was she too close and burdensome or too neurotic or too far away?

Well, I have an idea.. that it may be some of us work too hard, push ourselves too hard; value ourselves only if we achieve perfection in all spheres of our lives.And this can make us profoundly exhausted…. and then we get into a downward spiral.Sylvia Plath had 3 pregnancies in 3 years.~Her mother was far away in the USA and she had no family here.

She and her husband worked very hard at their writing and she produced many poems even during those childbearing years.And they also moved home several times.

We sometimes live as if we have no body; we  get ideas of what we would like to achieve and e.g. get up at 4 am to write for 3 hours before the children waken up.And such women are unlikely to serve ready meals for dinner.It will be a fancy dish from Fanny Farmer or The Joy of Cookery.Then they decorate their own homes and entertain many visitors at the weekend.

To be blunt, in my view, the fatigue is the main problem and forgetting we need time for ourselves.You cannot usually have it all unless you can afford to employ servants of some kind.And they need supervising

We need to care for our physical well-being and defer that work that will make our name or the money we need to build a big extension on our house.

It’s quite ironical here that most people have fantastic large kitchens but buy ready meals and even MASHED POTATO in the supermarket.Better to have a small kitchen and less debt so less worry on your mind.And cooking, if not too ambitious can  be a form of meditation if we do it slowly

You are probably not going mad… you need more rest and to learn to relax.I am not a doctor so these are just my personal views.If Sylvia Plath had not pushed herself too hard mentally she might be here today.And if you don’t have some time for relating to Nature and other people what’s the point of life?

For me the point of being alive is to live and be aware that we live; to savour the days ,the friends.the flowers ,the food.To perceive and to dream as well as to work in our jobs or in our homes.Otherwise we are like automatons


About Katherine

I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation
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