She automatically has to listen to him and continue being locked up in her room he put her in, limiting her to very little things she is allowed to do. In this short story the narrator is the victim in the sense she knows she isn’t normal. She knows something is wrong and she feels trapped, and her husband isn’t making her better and continues to make it worse. In the 19th century women had to stay home and obey their husband’s orders, so she felt like she had no rights to fight him on what she actually feels. Women often felt so little in life, they felt so small compared to their husbands, without any education or work ethic they had nothing else to do then to stay at home, and care for their husbands and children, but in this case her husband didn’t even allow her to do that, just rest. “Undaunted by extreme adversity, they struggled to make a world for themselves and establish their own institutions.” (Williams 149). In this statement not only does he continuously tell her husband she’s okay, but he doesn’t allow her to do what she loves to do. She mentions how much she used to love to write, and how her imagination could go …show more content…
The story being told in first person really puts a feel to the story and makes the reader feel as if this is happening to them, it really puts us in the narrator’s shoes. The narrator begins to start seeing a women creeping around in the bushes (from her barred up windows) and creeping around in the garden almost trying to escape from a place behind bars from the yellow wallpaper that the room is covered in. The Narrator spending so much time in this prison, she begins to start analyzing the detail of the wallpaper and noticing that she keeps seeing strange things happening within the detail of the wallpaper. Its clear that this woman really isn’t there and that the narrator is starting to slowly see herself escape this terrible sad life she is allowing herself to live in. But she doesn’t realize this because she’s gone madly insane. She continues to let her husband control her and completely make her go insane. As being forced to stay in a room resting everyday, the narrator becomes mesmerized by the design of the yellow wallpaper where she starts really focusing on its design and trying to decode every bit of it. Leaving so much time on her hands to focus on the wallpaper she starts to tear it all off, because the figures that she is seeing is continuing to get to her head and the figure is portraying herself. In her mind she starts tearing up the wallpaper which gives her a sense of freedom and also