Many of you know that May is Mental Health Awareness Month. And with only two days left until we jump into June, I wanted to share this book with you.

Is it new? Is it exciting? Not by a long shot. What it is: relevant. As someone caught in the daily clutches of CPTSD, clinical depression, and severe anxiety, this is a book I return to time and again. Because it gets me. And I see so many of my own inner demons in Esther Greenwood.

These topics—especially concerning society and sex and the expectations put upon women AND men—are as important today as they were 50 years ago. And just because it’s not smacking you in the face with the obvious stick, doesn’t mean that mental illness isn’t hiding in those near and dear to your heart.

So the next time you’re wandering your favorite bookstore, stop by that stack of featured classics. Grab yourself a copy of this book, step into the world of a woman battling with her mind and society, and see what resonates. And if you find some familiarity in that proverbial bell jar, know that you are not alone. You can crack the glass. You can even shatter it. There is always a way to break free.