stonepicnicking_okapi (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
stonepicnicking_okapi) wrote2023-11-19 07:21 pm
stonepicnicking_okapi) wrote2023-11-19 07:21 pm
Entry tags:
All of Agatha: A Daugther's a Daughter by Mary Westmacott
This series of entries is commentary on my lifelong quest to read all of Agatha Christie's works in UK publication order.
A Daughter's a Daughter [1952] is the fifth of the works published under the Mary Westmacott name. It was a story about a mother and her nineteen-year-old daughter whose love turns to bitterness and jealously. It was not a fun read.
Part of me thinks that Agatha was well-versed in what I think are elements of what would be classified as borderline personality disorder (and maybe other personality disorders) by today's standards. I was diagnosed with bpd when I was a teen and I recognize some of the attitudes and manipulative tactics (used deliberately and subconsciously) that I have tried to un-do for the past 30+ years. The mother and daughter fight about boyfriends and then manipulate each other (and themselves) into being miserable and then fall apart and slowly put themselves back together. And really if someone would even TRY to pass the bechdel test, I would be grateful.
Next up: After the Funeral, which is fun one.
A Daughter's a Daughter [1952] is the fifth of the works published under the Mary Westmacott name. It was a story about a mother and her nineteen-year-old daughter whose love turns to bitterness and jealously. It was not a fun read.
Part of me thinks that Agatha was well-versed in what I think are elements of what would be classified as borderline personality disorder (and maybe other personality disorders) by today's standards. I was diagnosed with bpd when I was a teen and I recognize some of the attitudes and manipulative tactics (used deliberately and subconsciously) that I have tried to un-do for the past 30+ years. The mother and daughter fight about boyfriends and then manipulate each other (and themselves) into being miserable and then fall apart and slowly put themselves back together. And really if someone would even TRY to pass the bechdel test, I would be grateful.
Next up: After the Funeral, which is fun one.