God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel gaiety of "parties" with no purpose, despite the false grinning faces we all wear. And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter - they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long. Yes, there is joy, fulfillment and companionship - but the loneliness of the soul in its appalling self-consciousness is horrible and overpowering.

πŸ“– Sylvia Plath

🌍 American  |  πŸ‘¨β€πŸ’Ό Poet

πŸŽ‚ October 27, 1932  β€“  ⚰️ February 11, 1963
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In her reflections, Sylvia Plath captures the deep sense of loneliness that pervades life, regardless of superficial joys or social gatherings. She highlights that, despite engaging in parties and adopting cheerful facades, there remains an underlying emptiness that cannot be ignored. This isolation persists, creating a profound disconnect even in the presence of others.

When one finally discovers a confidant to share their innermost feelings, the experience can be disheartening. The...

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