The Yellow Wallpaper - A Descent into
Madness In the nineteenth century, women in literature were often portrayed as
submissive to men.
Literature of the period often
characterized women as oppressed by society, as well as by the male influences
in their lives. The Yellow Wallpaper
presents the tragic story of a woman's
descent into depression and madness. Gilman once wrote "Women's
subordination will only end when
women lead the struggle for their own
autonomy, thereby freeing man as well as themselves, because man suffers from
the distortions that come
from dominance, just as women are
scarred by the subjugation imposed upon them" (Lane 5). The Yellow
Wallpaper brilliantly illustrates this
philosophy. The narrator's declining
mental health is reflected through the characteristics of the house she is
trapped in and her husband, while
trying to protect her, is actually
destroying her. The narrator of the story goes with her doctor/husband to stay
in a colonial mansion for the
summer. The house is supposed to be a
place where she can recover from severe postpartum depression. She loves her
baby, but knows she is
not able to take care of him. "It
is fortunate Mary is so good with the baby. Such a dear baby! And yet I cannot
be with him, it makes me so
nervous" (Gilman 642). The
symbolism utilized by Gilman is somewhat askew from the conventional. A house
usually symbolizes security. In this
story the opposite is true. The
protagonist, whose name we never learn, feels trapped by the walls of the
house, just as she is trapped by her
mental illness. The windows of her room,
which normally would symbolize a sense of freedom, are barred, holding her in.
(Biedermann 179, 382).
From the outset the reader is given a
sense of the domineering tendencies of the narrator's husband, John. The
narrator tells us: "John is a
physician, and perhaps – (I would not
say it to a living soul, of course, but this is dead paper and a great relief
to my mind) – perhaps that is one
reason I do not get well faster"
(Gilman 640). It is painfully obvious that she feels trapped and unable to
express her fears to her husband. "You
see, he does not believe I am sick. And
what can one do? If a physician of high standing and one's own husband assures
friends and relatives that
there is really nothing the matter with
one but temporary nervous depression – a slight hysterical tendency – what is one
to do?" Her husband is not
the only male figure who dominates and
oppresses her. Her brother, also a doctor, "says the same thing"
(Gilman 640-641). Because the story is
written in diary format, we feel
especially close to this woman. We are in touch with her innermost thoughts.
The dominance of her husband, and
her reaction to it, is reflected
throughout the story. The narrator is continually submissive, bowing to her
husband's wishes, even though she is
unhappy and depressed. Her husband has
adopted the idea that she must have complete rest if she is to recover. This is
a direct parallel to
Gilman's life, wherein during her
illness she was treated by a doctor who introduced her to the "rest
cure." She was instructed to live a domestic
life, only engage in intellectual
activities two hours a day, and "never to touch pen, brush, or pencil
again" as long as she lived (Gilman 640). In this
story, the narrator's husband, John,
does not want her to work. "So I . . . am absolutely forbidden to ‘work'
until I am well again"(Gilman 641).
John does not even want her to write.
"There comes John, and I must put this away – he hates to have me write a
word"(Gilman 642). It is also a
direct allusion to Gilman's personal
experience that the narrator is experiencing severe postpartum depression.
Gilman suffered from the same
malady after the birth of her own
daughter (Gilman 639). It is interesting that the room her husband chooses for
them, the room the narrator hates,
is the nursery. The narrator describes
the nursery as having barred windows and being "atrocious" (Gilman
641-642). The narrator's response to
the room is a further example of her
submissive behavior. "I don't like our room a bit. I wanted one downstairs
that opened onto the piazza and
had roses all over the window, and such
pretty old fashioned chintz hangings! But John would not hear of it"
(Gilman 641). Although she is
practically a prisoner in the room, she
is given no voice in choosing or decorating it. She attempts to justify John's
treatment of her. "He is very
careful and loving, and hardly lets me
stir without special direction. I have a schedule . . . I feel basely
ungrateful not to value it more"(Gilman 641).
Even though she knows that writing and
socializing would help her recover faster, she still allows the male figures in
her life to dominate and control
her treatment. "I sometimes fancy
that in my condition, if I had less opposition and more society and stimulus –
but John says the very worst thing I
can do is to think about my condition,
and I confess it always makes me feel bad"(Gilman 641). I believe that the
narrator's husband loves her very
much. He is tender with her and speaks to her
in a loving, sometimes child-like manner. However, he obviously does not want
anyone knowing the
extent of his wife's mental illness,
referring to it as a "temporary nervous depression – a slight hysterical
tendency" (Gilman 641). I believe this is
also a reflection of the way women and
mental illness were perceived in the nineteenth century. Women were supposed to
let their men take care
of them, and mental illness was often
swept under the carpet. The husband, John, did not want the stigma of mental
illness tied to his family. "He
says that no one but myself can help me
out of it, that I must use my will and self-control and not let any silly
fancies run away with me. (Gilman
645). In reading this story I had to constantly remind myself that
society today treats mental illness differently, and that this was written from
a
nineteenth century perspective. The
narrator continues to repress her own needs and allow her husband to dominate.
Seeing the wallpaper in the
bedroom, she writes: "I never saw a
worse paper in my life one of those sprawling, flamboyant patterns committing
every artistic sin" (Gilman
642). It is also interesting to note
that the bed in the room is a "great immovable bed" which is
"nailed down" (Gilman 644). I wondered if this was
a metaphoric reference to her husband's
attitude about her illness. As she looks out the window, she can see the
garden. She describes flowers,
paths, and arbors. All that she sees
outside is beautiful. Just as Gilman uses the room the woman hates as a
metaphor for her mental illness, she
uses the beautiful garden as a metaphor
for the mental health the woman craves. The narrator's husband also stifles
these thoughts. "I always fancy
I see people waling in these numerous
paths and arbors, but John has cautioned me not to give way to fancy in the
least. He says that with my
imaginative power and habit of
story-making, a nervous weakness like mine is sure to lead to all manner of
excited fancies, and that I ought to use
my good will and good sense to check the
tendency. So I try" (Gilman 642). The more time she spends in the room,
the more obsessed with the
wallpaper she becomes. In her mind, the
wallpaper becomes more than just wallpaper. It takes on human characteristics.
"This paper looks to me
as if it knew what a vicious influence
it had" (Gilman 643)! When the story begins the narrator refers to the
house as haunted. This theme is again
brought to the forefront when she begins
describing the wallpaper. "There is a recurrent spot where the pattern
lolls like a broken neck and two
bulbous eyes stare at you upside
down" (Gilman 643). Gilman's sensory descriptions are ingenious. The
descriptions are intense and detailed. They
make the reader a part of the story,
increase suspense, and help the "reader's perception of the particular
kind of insanity that afflicts the narrator"
(Cunningham par. 1). In reading the
story we are provided not only detailed visual images, but vivid olfactory
descriptions as well. We are told:
But there is something else about that
paper – the smell! I noticed it the moment we came into the room, but with so
much air and sun it was not
bad. Now we have had a week of fog and
rain, and whether the windows are open or not, the smell is here. It creeps all
over the house. I find it
hovering in the dining-room, skulking in
the parlor, hiding in the hall, lying in wait for me on the stairs. It gets
into my hair. Even when I go to ride, if
I turn my head suddenly and surprise
it-there is that smell! Such a peculiar odor, too! I have spent hours trying to
analyze it, to find what it smelled
like. It is not bad -- at first, very
gentle, but quite the subtlest, most enduring odor I ever met. In this damp
weather it is awful. I wake up in the
night and find it hanging over me. It
used to disturb me at first. I thought seriously of burning the house–to reach
the smell. But now I am used to it.
The only thing I can think of that it is
like is the color of the paper! A yellow smell. (Cunningham par. 2; Gilman 647)
The combination of Gilman's
words, and the short choppy sentence
structure, combine to allow the reader grasp the depths of the narrator's
insanity. In addition to the sense of
smell, the reader is also captured by
the sense of touch. The narrator tells us: "The faint figure behind seemed
to shake the pattern, just as if she
wanted to get out. I got up softly and
went to feel and see if the paper did move and when I came back John was awake
(Gilman 645). She
further tells us: "The front
pattern does move – and no wonder! The woman behind shakes it"(Gilman
647)! It is through these compelling
descriptions, utilizing the reader's
senses, that Gilman is "pulling the reader into the narrator's world . . .
these descriptions nearly perfectly
encapsulate what we might all imagine it
is like to be insane"(Cunningham par. 5). It is as if the haunting images
of the wallpaper mirror the haunting
feelings inside the narrator's mind. The
heroine, unable to openly express her feelings to anyone, begins to see herself
through the wallpaper. She
imagines a woman trapped behind the
wallpaper, just as she is trapped in the room and in her mind. The wallpaper,
and the barrier it poses to the
woman behind it, as imagined by the
narrator, mirror the narrator's own thoughts about being confined in a room
with barred windows. "At night in
any kind of light, in twilight,
candlelight, lamplight, and worst of all by moonlight, it becomes bars! The
outside pattern, I mean, and the woman
behind it is as plain as can be"
(Gilman 646). The heroine is also behind bars. "I am getting angry . . .
but the bars are too strong . . . "(Gilman
649). The behavior of the woman behind
the wallpaper mirrors the narrator's behavior. "By daylight she is
subdued, quiet. I fancy it is the pattern
that keeps her so still. It is so
puzzling. It keeps me quiet by the hour" (Gilman 646). The narrator is
also subdued in the daytime. "I don't sleep
much at night, for it is so interesting
to watch developments; but I sleep a good deal during the daytime" (Gilman
647). Another parallel between
the actions of the narrator and the
woman behind the wallpaper is reflected when the narrator looks out the window
and sees "her in that long
shaded lane, creeping up and down. I see her
in those dark grape arbors, creeping around the garden. I see her on that long
road under the trees,
creeping along, and when a carriage
comes she hides under the blackberry vines. I don't blame her a bit. It must be
very humiliating to be caught
creeping by daylight: (Gilman 648)! The
narrator is expressing her own humiliation in having to sneak around. "I
always lock the door when I creep
by daylight. I can't do it at night, for
I know John would suspect something at once"(Gilman 648). Similarly, while
her husband is away, the
narrator sometimes will "walk a
little in the garden or down that lovely lane, sit on the porch under the
roses, . . . "(Gilman 644). As the narrator
realizes the meaning of the wallpaper, her
life begins to change. "Life is much more exciting now than it used to be.
You see, I have something
more to expect, to look forward to, to
watch. I really do eat better, and am more quiet than I was" (Gilman 647).
It is apparent that she is still
feeling imprisoned by her husband.
"I suppose I shall have to get back behind the pattern when it comes
night, and that is hard" (Gilman 649)!
However, she has decided to rebel and
break free. "‘I've got out at last,' said I, ‘in spite of you and Jane.
And I've pulled off most of the paper so
you can't put me back'" (Gilman
650)! Because the story is somewhat autobiographical, Gilman is able to vividly
portray a woman's descent into
madness. She "wrote the story to effect
change in the treatment of depressive women" (Gilman 640). She once stated
that "It was not intended to
drive people crazy, but to save people
from being driven crazy" (Anderson par. 10). The story brilliantly depicts
a woman whose opinions and
feelings have never been acknowledged or
recognized as valid in the real world. The room, and particularly the wallpaper
she hates so much,
become the center of her world – her
voice. She realizes the woman in the wallpaper is herself, and is finally able
to break free. Perhaps it can all
be summed up in this exchange:
"John is so pleased to see me improve! He laughed a little the other day,
and said I seemed to be flourishing in
spite of my wallpaper. I turned it off
with a laugh. I had no intention of telling him it was because of the wallpaper
. . . "(Gilman 647). Works Cited
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