What is Happiness? - The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Reading
this book was exhausting for me, honestly. Reading all of these experiences and
feelings Charlie goes through left me feeling mentally and emotionally drained.
I am not a particularly emotional person (except for rage, I’m full of that
fiery passion). I tend to be more logical and analytical to the point where on
multiple and separate occasions I’ve been called a “disembodied brain” so this
was difficult for me to get through and not feel so tired. It’s interesting, Charlie says in the book that he doesn’t
consider a book or movie good unless he walks away after it feeling
differently, as if what he sees or reads changes him. I felt that way after I
finished reading this novel. For about two days after, I just felt as though I
was in this haze and I couldn’t stop thinking about everything that I read.
This
text and the emotions I felt from it reminded me so much of this book called Go Ask Alice. For those who haven’t read
it, it’s an anonymous diary this young girl writes as she becomes addicted to
drugs in the 1970s. There has been speculation as to whether or not it is
partially nonfiction or fully fictional, because it was published originally in
1971 as written by an anonymous person but that has since been mostly cleared
up. Basically, it was this manufactured story meant to serve as warning to
teenagers at the time not to use drugs. With that being said, it was still a
good read and I recommend it if you liked Perks.
Aside from the blatant propaganda of it, it was interesting. Be warned, it is
somewhat (not really, in my opinion) explicit. It’s held a solid position on
the banned books list which I think makes it all the more enticing, but here’s
a link to an article from a couple of years ago surrounding the controversy of
the book if you’re interested: http://www.bustle.com/articles/29829-go-ask-alice-is-still-awash-in-controversy-43-years-after-publication.
I am
honestly not sure how I feel about Chbosky’s portrayal of adolescence in Perks. Aside from running my mouth all the time and being argumentative, I was
a pretty tame teenager and so were the majority of my friends so I can’t say
that Chbosky writes about many experiences I can relate to. One of the only
things I found myself being able to understand was the issue of suicide. In my
freshman year of high school, one of the guys I knew in my grade killed himself
and then two weeks later, a girl in my neighborhood killed herself. My friend
lived next door to her and was hanging out with his friends outside when he
heard the gunshot. It was really hard seeing the aftermath and having to carry
on with our days like everything was normal when it definitely wasn’t. Other
than that though, I think all of the things Charlie has experienced and witnessed
is a rare thing (or at least I hope so, I really hope so).
This
book caused me to have several unresolved questions. I wondered why Michael’s
father didn’t cry at his son’s funeral. I thought that maybe his father just
doesn’t grieve that way, because each person handles trauma differently, but I
also thought it could have something to do with the gender roles thrust upon
all of us. As a man, a father, he may not feel as though he is allowed to cry
or show emotion, but rather he must be stoic and “strong”. I saw this issue of
gender roles come up over and over again throughout the text. For example, when
Charlie’s family is watching the finale of MASH and he catches his dad crying,
but his dad asks him to keep it a secret because he doesn’t want anyone to know
he cries (pg.17). As for the women, one thing I noticed is that Charlie
consistently refers to conflicts that arise and says “and my mom was quiet”. I
wondered if this is because of her past because her dad physically abused her,
the gender role her society imposes upon her which expects her to be docile and
unassuming, or her own personality aside from those factors. In a separate
context on page 23-24, Charlie makes an observation of the visibility of gender
roles without quite fully understanding the connection he has made. He says “In
the hallways, I see the girls wearing the guys’ jackets, and I think about the
idea of property. And I wonder if anyone is really happy” which brings me to my
broader question: Are the characters happy in the roles they occupy? Are they
content with filling these roles because it allows them to easily fit in to
society’s status quo or are the dissatisfied with how these roles can tend to infringe
upon their agency? And if they are only happy with the roles they fill because
it allows them to “belong” is that true, fulfilling happiness? That kind of
starts to get into the need to achieve self-actualization versus fulfilling
needs to belong which becomes a whole analysis of Maslow’s hierarchy of needs
and which level of happiness is ultimately the most important but that is just
unnecessarily psychological in this context, I think.
Danielle, I find it interesting that the book made you feel exhausting, because for me reading what was almost like Charlie's diary was pretty engaging to me. I loved that he wrote exactly what was on his mind because it made the story more relate able. I think that Chbosky did a good job at portraying adolescence. When you think about, he talks about everything literally as it would actually happen in real life in maybe junior high or high school. He doesn't sugarcoat anything and I like that. I agree with you that there are some parts of the story that deal strongly with gender roles, and I feel this was a good way that Chbosky intended to relate this message over to YA readers. In today's society I think gender roles are more important than ever. The whole idea of whether the male is more dominant and can't show weakness over the female, or the idea that the female has to abide by a male.
ReplyDeleteOn the point you made about the book being exhausting, I understand that perfectly. The book held so many mixed and unadulterated emotions, that even I - as emotional as I am - found it draining. And I couldn't have said it better myself - the book left me in a haze as I read it. After each part, I felt like the things I felt didn't belong to me, but belonged to the book. I felt what Charlie was felting, even if I didn't touch the book for a day or so. I think novels that can impact our life like that touch us in ways we won't understand for a very long time. I love your questions regarding happiness, but I'd like to offer an answer for one. "And if they are only happy with the roles they fill because it allows them to "belong" is that true, fulfilling happiness?" I prefer my gender role as "belonging" to a man in the future. I would be quite content with being considered his "property," but then again I have an anti-modern view of women. In the end, I think happiness belongs to the person perceiving it. My definition definitely does not match others. I think it comes down to the person, and what they believe.
ReplyDeleteI like how you question the reality of the text. I also consider my younger years to be tame. But then I wonder,"tame in relation to what?" I might not have experienced great turmoil of my own but I can recall stories of others around me who did share some of the experiences from the book. And maybe that's the point. That even if we haven't experienced all of these issues on our own, someone who is "close" to us has and it helps to make the story more relatable.
ReplyDeleteI like how you question the reality of the text. I also consider my younger years to be tame. But then I wonder,"tame in relation to what?" I might not have experienced great turmoil of my own but I can recall stories of others around me who did share some of the experiences from the book. And maybe that's the point. That even if we haven't experienced all of these issues on our own, someone who is "close" to us has and it helps to make the story more relatable.
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