I believe Esther is crazy and undeserving of sympathy. The more closely I read her words and the way she describes herself and the world around her, the more I began to realize she is trapped inside herself—a slave to her skin and her thoughts. And at times I just want to end it for her. She is very annoying yet relieving. What is meant by this is she always talks about it yet never does it. If this crazy woman ever realized that she is just having insecurities and simple problems with the world around her then she would be set free. She never stops though—on and on and on and on she goes.
Additionally, I believe most of her problem is that she is a male-hater or at least she views men as one dimensional. She appears to have a problem with attractive men; never trusting them yet always wanting and pondering what they are really up to—when in fact nothing is going on. She hates her doctor, Buddy, her father (she did not know him and does not understand him therefore he may be lumped in this category as well), Cal. But none of these men truly did anything to her, she just seems too stuck on the “social” image of herself and how these men view “her” social image. She builds lies for her doctor in order to keep the attractive man wondering. She appears to want to live up to some expectation that not even superman could fill. She drives me crazy—always self-aware, self-conscious of everything, hates herself because she doesn’t live up to her writing standard.
WHEN THINGS GO WRONG DEAL WITH THEM DON’T CRY ABOVE THEM—Esther needs to learn that one simple fact. When things don’t go the ways you want them too just get over it—but there would not be a novel without her insecurities and thought process. Therefore, my frustration with my thought process is only a result of good writing.
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