"Teasdale had a sad life and often expressed her sadness through poetry."
Imagine your entire life memorialized in two paragraphs for decades of future teenagers who probably won't even read it. Imagine the sum total of your life experience summed up in the word "sad".
All those moments. All her thoughts and feelings and normal days and big joys and aches and little mundane things. Reduced.
Was her life sad from the beginning? Was she the kind of child who wailed through the night and never had any friends? Was her childhood horrible due to no fault of her own? Or did the sadness set in with puberty, when hormones started her heart and brought feelings requited and failed and unrequited and generally awful? Was it some horrible adult trauma or depression?
How tragic does a life have to be to get the word "sad" as its only adjective?
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