" One might say that a scathing review of this book is possible because hindsight post feminist revolution is 20/20, but let's face it. ERA, Gloria Steinem, The Suffrage movement... all of it wouldn't have happened if the protagonist was the type of person that was supposed to enact these changes. Yes, there is a certain merit in this story about the liberation of women, but it stops pretty much after she moves out of her home with her husband. After that it actually screams anti-feminism because she totally falls apart. It doesn't encourage a change of heart that allows the protagonist to change the status quo. Instead she inverts it and finds herself so insanely unhappy she drives herself mad. If anything this short journey could leave one believing that she should have just stayed home and picked up needlework, because obviously she couldn't handle living in a world without a man. I say this is less a story about feminism and more a story about depression, which ultimately is genderless. This just happens to be one of those stories that they hold up high in college level english courses as the first piece of feminist literature. Screw that. For someone in those classes I hope you stand up and chuck this book at your professor. I remember reading it back then and wanting to do just that, instead I took over the class by steamrolling the idea that this book had more merit than simply an interesting story. "
— Hailey, 2/14/2014