My wife was not always crazy. I suspect that it’s her postpartum depression that triggered it. I took her to the country side to relax enjoy the air see the finer things in life. So I rented a house and we got settled, she didn't have to think about lifting a finger as even the baby was taken care of. She seemed to be recovering. On night she tried to tell me some non-sense that she was getting worse rather than getting better however I refused to believe it. She constantly complained about that yellow wallpaper in our room saying that it was disturbing. One day I returned home to find that all the staff was panicked and standing outside our room. I went into our room and I found that she had stripped the wallpaper off the walls. She had reached her boiling point. As for me I fainted in complete disbelief that my wife had such a bad illness and would probably need to be sent to a mental hospital.
I am a doctor, and my wife just gave birth to our beautiful baby. I am very happy, so since she was not feeling good about it I decided to take her away into a countryside for summer. I came to visit her often, and hopefully she will feel better. The only thing I am worried about is that she is locked in this room, and does not want to see the baby, so I am afraid that somehting is wrong with her. The more I come the more I assure myself that she is mentally sick. I want her to be feeling better and us living alltogether in the city with our baby.
My job is being a physician. When my wife was getting sick I wanted to help her I wanted to rest her the whole day and being in nature. I hired a nice house to get her better. Our baby was taking care of, but when she saw the wallpaper she was getting crazy she hated it! She was taking the wallpaper serious while I didn’t know why she was making such a fuss about it. When I came home she was talking about things what doesn’t make sense. She wasn’t getting better and when she creeped over me when I came home she was more sick than I ever imagined of my little girl!
My wife has been ill for a while. She seems to be loosing it. But I am adamant that my methods will cure her. She must stay in the house until she is cured. I hope she understands that it’s all for the best. She sometimes tells me that she is getting worse. I think that she resents that wallpaper and thinks that that is why she isn’t well. I know that she will get better soon but she has to stay positive.
The only lead I have on my wife's illness is that is part of a postpartum depression. However, I'm certain that my methods will work in curing her of this.. illness. All she needs is some time alone, to recollect herself, and return back to normal. If she fails to do so, then I'm afraid my patience might turn too thin for me to be able to handle her. Unfortunately, my main method has seemed to fail. I'd rented a new house, specifically for her well-being, and locked her up in the room upstairs so that she may perhaps recollect herself, as I have said. But no. Instead, she rants and raves about how the yellow wallpaper is driving her insane, how it is disturbing, and how it seems to 'watch her' at night. I fear that her condition might be getting worse. She'd seemed to be progressing... But now, I'm not so sure.
Oh my poor wife, my poor, poor wife. She thinks shes crazy. What a silly thought. I thought she needed time to relax as the baby and all the other factors are messing up her brain, so I took her to our new rented house, where I set her in a room with a strange wallpaper, in her opinion. Everyday, after I went to work, I saw a great recovery and nearly after the stay she was like normal again. Jennie, my sister, helped me with her and she helped take care of her too. She said she was fine, so I went off to the city one day, and left Jennie in charge. This resulted in absolute shock. She started to tear down the blessed wallpaper that bothered her so full of cruelty. She ripped and ripped as I tried to get into the door. When I got in, I fainted and I realized that my wife was far from cured.
I tried my best. I thought that I could help my lovely wife, who was mentally unstable. I brought her into the beautiful summer house, which was far away from the noisy city. I believed that it could help my wife to be again the woman I knew. I thought that it was helping her, but I was wrong. Even though her appetite returned to normal and she started to sleep more, her mind was a disaster. She became to think that there is a woman behind the yellow wallpaper which was in her room. All the time my wife was staying in her room, looking for a pattern in the yellow wallpaper, making up stories in her head. However, the worst part was that I, her loyal husband, was making plans with that evil wallpaper. I am criticizing myself for not noticing it earlier and stopping that nonsense. Now it is too late, she is insane. The only thing to do is to send her to the hospital and hope for the best.
I thought staying in the country side for an entire summer would do my wife good. But I was far from wrong. I am a doctor, so I do know what's best for my patients except my wife. Depression or madness, I hate to admit it but she is crazy. I thought leaving her in the beautiful room with that lovely wall paper would calm her down, and she seemed to making progress each day. Until the day I walked in and she was ripping the wall paper to shreds. What is their to do now ?
I thought that a relaxing summer in the countryside in a glorious mansion would be the perfect medicine for my wife. But how could i of known that it was the worst thing to do. Back home she was going absolutely wild, getting too much into her work. There was nothing else for me to do then to try and stop her temporary nervous depression. At the mansion she was as well looking much better after a few weeks spending all that time up in our bedroom with the beautiful view. Although first she was complaining constantly of the wallpaper. But how would i of known that one day when i would enter her bedroom she is crawling by the wall, talking to herself, and acting like an animal. My wife has gone totally mental.
Blast it! I don't know what to do ! I thought she was doing better! She was improving so much. I love her dearly and am so protective of her. I love her so much , and she showed me she was doing better and now this. I don't know what to think of it. She began to crawl and creep along the floor and rip down the paper. She claimed that I couldn't put her back in the paper. I never put her in the paper, quite an unusual accusation. I tried to solve her problem but I failed there is only one person I can turn to ...
Why must my wide act this way, her illness can't have possibly gotten this bad. I thought I had made it better... I love her, but she needs to be kept under control. I think our room is a good place for her to be. Hopefully she will be ready to meet people on the 4th of July. That paper is very strange as well, she's claiming she sees people in it! I really thought she was getting better...
My wife has been sick for a while now. I think she is becoming mentally unbalanced. But I am sure that my methods will cure her of her illness. She has to stay in the house until she is cured. I hope she understands that it’s only for her own good. She sometimes tells me that she is getting worse. I think that she resents that wallpaper and thinks that that is why she isn’t sound. I know that she will get better soon but she has to be optimistic. by mike cini
My wife was getting sicker and sicker I had to do something so I took her to an isolated place and I stopped her from doing what she loved the most. However at first she started to say she was getting worse and worse. Like a small child with an earache but then I started to see a change. She was changing, she was getting better, but there was a change a small slight change that she was undergoing. I couldn’t quite place my finger on it but this change was good at first. It made her seem better but I reality this change killed her in the end. I should have listened to her when she first complained about the room.
My poor wife, was not always crazy. We always used to have fun times together but her health just seemed to get worse and worse, and after she had her baby, she seemed to loose her love for everything. she used to complain about small things that annoyed her, like a little girl, so i took to treating her like one until she would grow up. When we moved to the house, she complained about the room she was given to stay in, but i ignored her, which i really do regret. The room turned her crazy. I used to walk in and find her doing strange things. Also when she locked herself in the room. I didnt know what to think, and i think i should have listened to her from the beginning.
My job is to help my wife, and this is why I instruct her of what to do. I’m trying to be nice even though she thinks I’m not, all she needs to do is have faith in me. My wife wasn’t always crazy, not too long ago, she was perfectly fine, but lately she has been getting worse, and now she talks to the wallpaper in our bedroom and finds images inside the pattern it in. She worries me allot and I just want to try making her feel better. After we had our baby, this became allot worse, and now she says she doesn’t even want to see our baby.
My poor wife, what must be going on inside her head? I thought good to take her out here, and let her relax, but she seems to have been deteriorating rapidly over the past few weeks. She keeps bringing up that wallpaper to me, asking me to change it. But she seems to have been ignoring it recently, which is the only good thing that has happened to her. She is awfully quiet, and seems a little nervous at times. I do hope she gets better in the next week before we leave, so that we can return to a normal lifestyle again, with our child.
We were so happy when moving into the huge house while our actual house was being repaired... but that didn't last very long. I was treating my wife very nicely. I was giving her advice on how to cure her problem, and I thought it was working. I was getting suspicious after a while, because she was acting very weird. She was always complaining about the wallpaper in our room, even though there was absolutely nothing wrong with it. It was like she was going crazy... maybe it was because she never got to see her child, but that couldn't have been it. It was the only thing she could talk about, that yellow wallpaper. And one day, when I got home, she had locked the door and wouldn't open it. She told me the key was in the garden, and I got it, and opened her door, and what I saw was unbelievable! She was crawling on all fours, just walking around the room, touching the wall with her shoulder! I could not believe my eyes, and I fainted in that moment!
My wife had this little illness and I was sure, a bit of rest and a big nice house would help her get well again. We went to live in the countryside for the summer and it really seemed to help her. She ate more and looked so healthy to me, so I didn't listen to her when she said that she doesn't think she is getting better but that she is getting worse and worse. I thought to myself, that my little girl is just worrying too much and if she would just relax and sleep more, she would see that I was curing her perfectly. She had this nice big room but all she did was complain about the wallpaper in there. It was a childish thing to do. BUt then, one time, I came home and found out that my dear wife has locked herself in her room. And when I managed to come in, I found her doing weird movements in the room that now no longer had the yellow wallpaper on the wall, because she has torn it away. My wife was creeping around the room with that expression in her face that showed me pure madness. Then everything went black and I no longer saw the room anymore....
I have always believed in the great beauty of the yellow wall paper. The paper of great truths and art. I noticed how the yellow wall paper had moved around many times in my eyes. I continued staring at the yellow wall paper and imagined and saw images. Images which i have never seen before. It was a great feeling believing in what i want to believe, however, other people don't look at the yellow wall paper the same way as I do. It was never my purpose to make people believe in what they want to believe, it was my purpose to make them feel of what they want me to feel and the love of people to respect my opinion.
My wife is really a lovely woman, but she is ill! she must understand that, and i can be the one to help cure her illness...if she'd only listen to me and stay put! no more thinking about going out and seeing people, she has to stay inside and get better, i dont like seeing her like this... it saddens me and now she keeps going on about that blasted wallpaper in her room, its driving her crazy and its driving me crazy too! ive been in there and it doesnt seem so bad that one should not get enough sleep during the day. i suppose i could go in and take down some of the wallpaper but she seems to have gotten used to it when she first mentioned it, although...i'd better take it down, it even creeps me!
I am not the type to boast, but I am one of the most renowned physicians in the country, and my most important patient is currently my wife. I saw what was wrong with her, with this nervous depression she has and so I prescribed what I considered to be the best treatment for her, rest. She had to rest in her room, eat well and sleep until she recovered. But she started to act strangely, she started becoming childish and would disobey my treatment sometimes. Then it got worse, it was becoming apparent that she was becoming obsessed with the Yellow Wallpaper in her room, obsessed beyond any rationality whatsoever. This was until I walked into the room (or rather after I had retrieved the key she hid) to find her creeping around the wallpaper, becoming it. I simply could not believe what I was seeing.
I just can’t believe it; my wife was never crazy like this. I thought that moving into this new house would make her feel better. Maybe I am the problem; but I don’t understand why it could possibly be me. Maybe I am expecting too much from her? I’m starting to get really worried. She is always inside the room with the door locked, never wanting to see the baby. Also, she is always going on about and staring at the yellow wallpaper covering her room, as though someone was behind it. I wish I knew the solution to her problem, as a doctor I should!
Yellow Wallpaper-Valentina Spiteri
ReplyDeleteMy wife was not always crazy. I suspect that it’s her postpartum depression that triggered it. I took her to the country side to relax enjoy the air see the finer things in life. So I rented a house and we got settled, she didn't have to think about lifting a finger as even the baby was taken care of. She seemed to be recovering. On night she tried to tell me some non-sense that she was getting worse rather than getting better however I refused to believe it. She constantly complained about that yellow wallpaper in our room saying that it was disturbing. One day I returned home to find that all the staff was panicked and standing outside our room. I went into our room and I found that she had stripped the wallpaper off the walls. She had reached her boiling point. As for me I fainted in complete disbelief that my wife had such a bad illness and would probably need to be sent to a mental hospital.
I am a doctor, and my wife just gave birth to our beautiful baby. I am very happy, so since she was not feeling good about it I decided to take her away into a countryside for summer. I came to visit her often, and hopefully she will feel better. The only thing I am worried about is that she is locked in this room, and does not want to see the baby, so I am afraid that somehting is wrong with her. The more I come the more I assure myself that she is mentally sick. I want her to be feeling better and us living alltogether in the city with our baby.
ReplyDeleteMy job is being a physician. When my wife was getting sick I wanted to help her I wanted to rest her the whole day and being in nature. I hired a nice house to get her better. Our baby was taking care of, but when she saw the wallpaper she was getting crazy she hated it! She was taking the wallpaper serious while I didn’t know why she was making such a fuss about it. When I came home she was talking about things what doesn’t make sense. She wasn’t getting better and when she creeped over me when I came home she was more sick than I ever imagined of my little girl!
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My wife has been ill for a while. She seems to be loosing it. But I am adamant that my methods will cure her. She must stay in the house until she is cured. I hope she understands that it’s all for the best. She sometimes tells me that she is getting worse. I think that she resents that wallpaper and thinks that that is why she isn’t well. I know that she will get better soon but she has to stay positive.
ReplyDeleteThe only lead I have on my wife's illness is that is part of a postpartum depression. However, I'm certain that my methods will work in curing her of this.. illness. All she needs is some time alone, to recollect herself, and return back to normal. If she fails to do so, then I'm afraid my patience might turn too thin for me to be able to handle her. Unfortunately, my main method has seemed to fail. I'd rented a new house, specifically for her well-being, and locked her up in the room upstairs so that she may perhaps recollect herself, as I have said. But no. Instead, she rants and raves about how the yellow wallpaper is driving her insane, how it is disturbing, and how it seems to 'watch her' at night. I fear that her condition might be getting worse. She'd seemed to be progressing... But now, I'm not so sure.
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Review of ‘The Yellow Wallpaper’
ReplyDeleteOh my poor wife, my poor, poor wife. She thinks shes crazy. What a silly thought. I thought she needed time to relax as the baby and all the other factors are messing up her brain, so I took her to our new rented house, where I set her in a room with a strange wallpaper, in her opinion. Everyday, after I went to work, I saw a great recovery and nearly after the stay she was like normal again. Jennie, my sister, helped me with her and she helped take care of her too. She said she was fine, so I went off to the city one day, and left Jennie in charge. This resulted in absolute shock. She started to tear down the blessed wallpaper that bothered her so full of cruelty. She ripped and ripped as I tried to get into the door. When I got in, I fainted and I realized that my wife was far from cured.
The Yellow Wallpaper
ReplyDeleteI tried my best. I thought that I could help my lovely wife, who was mentally unstable. I brought her into the beautiful summer house, which was far away from the noisy city. I believed that it could help my wife to be again the woman I knew. I thought that it was helping her, but I was wrong. Even though her appetite returned to normal and she started to sleep more, her mind was a disaster. She became to think that there is a woman behind the yellow wallpaper which was in her room. All the time my wife was staying in her room, looking for a pattern in the yellow wallpaper, making up stories in her head. However, the worst part was that I, her loyal husband, was making plans with that evil wallpaper. I am criticizing myself for not noticing it earlier and stopping that nonsense. Now it is too late, she is insane. The only thing to do is to send her to the hospital and hope for the best.
Polina
I thought staying in the country side for an entire summer would do my wife good. But I was far from wrong. I am a doctor, so I do know what's best for my patients except my wife. Depression or madness, I hate to admit it but she is crazy. I thought leaving her in the beautiful room with that lovely wall paper would calm her down, and she seemed to making progress each day. Until the day I walked in and she was ripping the wall paper to shreds. What is their to do now ?
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ReplyDeleteI thought that a relaxing summer in the countryside in a glorious mansion would be the perfect medicine for my wife. But how could i of known that it was the worst thing to do. Back home she was going absolutely wild, getting too much into her work. There was nothing else for me to do then to try and stop her temporary nervous depression. At the mansion she was as well looking much better after a few weeks spending all that time up in our bedroom with the beautiful view. Although first she was complaining constantly of the wallpaper. But how would i of known that one day when i would enter her bedroom she is crawling by the wall, talking to herself, and acting like an animal. My wife has gone totally mental.
The Yellow Wallpaper
ReplyDeleteBlast it! I don't know what to do ! I thought she was doing better! She was improving so much. I love her dearly and am so protective of her. I love her so much , and she showed me she was doing better and now this. I don't know what to think of it. She began to crawl and creep along the floor and rip down the paper. She claimed that I couldn't put her back in the paper. I never put her in the paper, quite an unusual accusation. I tried to solve her problem but I failed there is only one person I can turn to ...
Why must my wide act this way, her illness can't have possibly gotten this bad. I thought I had made it better... I love her, but she needs to be kept under control. I think our room is a good place for her to be. Hopefully she will be ready to meet people on the 4th of July. That paper is very strange as well, she's claiming she sees people in it! I really thought she was getting better...
ReplyDeleteMy wife has been sick for a while now. I think she is becoming mentally unbalanced. But I am sure that my methods will cure her of her illness. She has to stay in the house until she is cured. I hope she understands that it’s only for her own good. She sometimes tells me that she is getting worse. I think that she resents that wallpaper and thinks that that is why she isn’t sound. I know that she will get better soon but she has to be optimistic.
ReplyDeleteby mike cini
My wife was getting sicker and sicker I had to do something so I took her to an isolated place and I stopped her from doing what she loved the most. However at first she started to say she was getting worse and worse. Like a small child with an earache but then I started to see a change. She was changing, she was getting better, but there was a change a small slight change that she was undergoing. I couldn’t quite place my finger on it but this change was good at first. It made her seem better but I reality this change killed her in the end. I should have listened to her when she first complained about the room.
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My poor wife, was not always crazy. We always used to have fun times together but her health just seemed to get worse and worse, and after she had her baby, she seemed to loose her love for everything. she used to complain about small things that annoyed her, like a little girl, so i took to treating her like one until she would grow up. When we moved to the house, she complained about the room she was given to stay in, but i ignored her, which i really do regret. The room turned her crazy. I used to walk in and find her doing strange things. Also when she locked herself in the room. I didnt know what to think, and i think i should have listened to her from the beginning.
ReplyDeleteMy job is to help my wife, and this is why I instruct her of what to do. I’m trying to be nice even though she thinks I’m not, all she needs to do is have faith in me. My wife wasn’t always crazy, not too long ago, she was perfectly fine, but lately she has been getting worse, and now she talks to the wallpaper in our bedroom and finds images inside the pattern it in. She worries me allot and I just want to try making her feel better. After we had our baby, this became allot worse, and now she says she doesn’t even want to see our baby.
ReplyDeleteMy poor wife, what must be going on inside her head? I thought good to take her out here, and let her relax, but she seems to have been deteriorating rapidly over the past few weeks. She keeps bringing up that wallpaper to me, asking me to change it. But she seems to have been ignoring it recently, which is the only good thing that has happened to her. She is awfully quiet, and seems a little nervous at times. I do hope she gets better in the next week before we leave, so that we can return to a normal lifestyle again, with our child.
ReplyDeleteAndrew Graham
We were so happy when moving into the huge house while our actual house was being repaired... but that didn't last very long. I was treating my wife very nicely. I was giving her advice on how to cure her problem, and I thought it was working. I was getting suspicious after a while, because she was acting very weird. She was always complaining about the wallpaper in our room, even though there was absolutely nothing wrong with it. It was like she was going crazy... maybe it was because she never got to see her child, but that couldn't have been it. It was the only thing she could talk about, that yellow wallpaper. And one day, when I got home, she had locked the door and wouldn't open it. She told me the key was in the garden, and I got it, and opened her door, and what I saw was unbelievable! She was crawling on all fours, just walking around the room, touching the wall with her shoulder! I could not believe my eyes, and I fainted in that moment!
ReplyDeleteMy wife had this little illness and I was sure, a bit of rest and a big nice house would help her get well again. We went to live in the countryside for the summer and it really seemed to help her. She ate more and looked so healthy to me, so I didn't listen to her when she said that she doesn't think she is getting better but that she is getting worse and worse. I thought to myself, that my little girl is just worrying too much and if she would just relax and sleep more, she would see that I was curing her perfectly. She had this nice big room but all she did was complain about the wallpaper in there. It was a childish thing to do. BUt then, one time, I came home and found out that my dear wife has locked herself in her room. And when I managed to come in, I found her doing weird movements in the room that now no longer had the yellow wallpaper on the wall, because she has torn it away. My wife was creeping around the room with that expression in her face that showed me pure madness. Then everything went black and I no longer saw the room anymore....
ReplyDeleteI have always believed in the great beauty of the yellow wall paper. The paper of great truths and art. I noticed how the yellow wall paper had moved around many times in my eyes. I continued staring at the yellow wall paper and imagined and saw images. Images which i have never seen before. It was a great feeling believing in what i want to believe, however, other people don't look at the yellow wall paper the same way as I do. It was never my purpose to make people believe in what they want to believe, it was my purpose to make them feel of what they want me to feel and the love of people to respect my opinion.
ReplyDeleteMy wife is really a lovely woman, but she is ill! she must understand that, and i can be the one to help cure her illness...if she'd only listen to me and stay put! no more thinking about going out and seeing people, she has to stay inside and get better, i dont like seeing her like this... it saddens me and now she keeps going on about that blasted wallpaper in her room, its driving her crazy and its driving me crazy too! ive been in there and it doesnt seem so bad that one should not get enough sleep during the day. i suppose i could go in and take down some of the wallpaper but she seems to have gotten used to it when she first mentioned it, although...i'd better take it down, it even creeps me!
ReplyDeleteI am not the type to boast, but I am one of the most renowned physicians in the country, and my most important patient is currently my wife. I saw what was wrong with her, with this nervous depression she has and so I prescribed what I considered to be the best treatment for her, rest. She had to rest in her room, eat well and sleep until she recovered. But she started to act strangely, she started becoming childish and would disobey my treatment sometimes. Then it got worse, it was becoming apparent that she was becoming obsessed with the Yellow Wallpaper in her room, obsessed beyond any rationality whatsoever. This was until I walked into the room (or rather after I had retrieved the key she hid) to find her creeping around the wallpaper, becoming it. I simply could not believe what I was seeing.
ReplyDeleteI just can’t believe it; my wife was never crazy like this. I thought that moving into this new house would make her feel better. Maybe I am the problem; but I don’t understand why it could possibly be me. Maybe I am expecting too much from her? I’m starting to get really worried. She is always inside the room with the door locked, never wanting to see the baby. Also, she is always going on about and staring at the yellow wallpaper covering her room, as though someone was behind it. I wish I knew the solution to her problem, as a doctor I should!
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