When reading The
Yellow Wallpaper, what stuck out the most to me was the relationship
between the protagonist and her husband, John. Their relationship takes the
form of being borderline abusive, not physically but emotionally. The narrator
captures the essence of the relationship through her internalization of
inferiority. Such is evident through quotations such as “John laughs at me, of
course, but one expects that in marriage” (Gilman 1). This problematic
perspective leads to the narrator having an almost childlike naivety and
acceptance of the situation as being the norm. She constantly refers to her
husband’s oppressive actions as loving, and goes as far as dismissing her
critiques of him as being her fault because of her “nervous condition” (Gilman
2).
The nature
of their spousal relationship ultimately leads to the deterioration of the
protagonist’s mental state because her husband forces her into the rest cure
which isolates her and prevents her from being able to express her emotions.
This emotional neglect and deprivation causes her to seek solace in the
yellowing wallpaper of the room she is in. She creates images and stories from
the patterns in the wall as an escape from the depression that plagues her.
This aspect of the story reminded me of my childhood when I had a crippling
fear of the dark, and I would lay in bed at night and stare at the same spots
of the stucco ceiling and see what different patterns, shapes and images I could
make of the random assortment of white dots above me.
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