The Vegetarian

lots of great commentary, but i read this in the wrong place and the wrong time and i think i accidentally sunk deeper into a depressive episode?

it's easy to see where the author is making clear commentary about the role of women's bodies in society, particularly korean society, and how women are viewed throughout life. but it's done in a subtle enough manner that you don't feel like you're getting slapped in the face moira rose style with the author's thoughts. until the end, that is, when you're bombarded with the complexity of being the eldest sister in an asian family. if you're in a similar situation to me and that character, there's no such thing as too much criticism of the undeniable and unavoidable pressure and impossible situations put upon us. super props for talk about that

but the whole ‘wanting to be unalive' bit kind of resonated with me too hard and now i am stuck in bed, thinking about this book. yikes.