During the winter of 1958,
when Plath was living in Boston, she began to see her therapist
again and kept a detailed record of these sessions. The first three
pages of this journal, typed on pink Smith memorandum paper, focus
on the double standards of the 1950s, Plaths rebellious behavior,
and her relationship with her mother. This is what I feel
my mother felt:
Shes not my daughter.
Not my nice girl. Where did that girl go?
She gave her daughter
books by noble women called The Case For Chastity.
She told her any man who was worth his salt cared for a woman
to be a virgin if she were to be his wife, no matter how many
crops of wild oats hed sown on his own. What did her Daughter
do? She slept with people, hugged them and kissed them. Turned
down the nicest boys whom she would have married like a shot &
got older and still didnt marry anybody. She was too sharp
and smart-tongued for any nice man to stand. Oh, she was a cross
to bear.
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Sylvia
Plath.
Journal,
12 December 1958
15 November 1959.
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