The Girl Who Wanted to Be God

“I am afraid of getting older,” Plath writes in 1949, at the age of seventeen: “I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day. Spare me relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be free… I want, I think, to be omniscient… I think I would like to call myself ‘The girl who wanted to be God.’ Yet if I were not in this body, where would I be—perhaps I am destined to be classified and qualified. But, oh, I cry out against it. I am I—I am powerful—but to what extent? I am I.”

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