The wallpaper is a dislike that slowly deepens into obsession. The story begins with Jane and her husband John, who is a physician, going to their summer house that they rented. Jane was suffering from postpartum depression and John believed that she needed a rest cure to recuperate. To John this meant no writing, reading or social interaction, but simply lying in bed. Jane was condemned to stay in a room on the third floor of the home, which used to be a nursery. At first, Jane rebels against her husband and his sister by keeping a secret journal. Jane felt as if John’s conversations were demeaning and he completely disregarded her concerns about her condition. John’s arrogance did not permit him to see that his wife's condition is deteriorating and that she was slowly worsening. Deprived of any social interaction Jane’s imagination conjures up a vision that behind the paper are captive women waiting helplessly to be freed. That was where Jane was completely able to identify herself with the woman caged in the wallpaper. On the last day of summer, she locked herself in her room to strip the remains of the wallpaper. She wrote in her journal, “I don’t like to look out of the windows even—there are so many of those creeping women, and they creep so fast. I wonder if they all come out of that wall-paper as I did” (315). At
The wallpaper is a dislike that slowly deepens into obsession. The story begins with Jane and her husband John, who is a physician, going to their summer house that they rented. Jane was suffering from postpartum depression and John believed that she needed a rest cure to recuperate. To John this meant no writing, reading or social interaction, but simply lying in bed. Jane was condemned to stay in a room on the third floor of the home, which used to be a nursery. At first, Jane rebels against her husband and his sister by keeping a secret journal. Jane felt as if John’s conversations were demeaning and he completely disregarded her concerns about her condition. John’s arrogance did not permit him to see that his wife's condition is deteriorating and that she was slowly worsening. Deprived of any social interaction Jane’s imagination conjures up a vision that behind the paper are captive women waiting helplessly to be freed. That was where Jane was completely able to identify herself with the woman caged in the wallpaper. On the last day of summer, she locked herself in her room to strip the remains of the wallpaper. She wrote in her journal, “I don’t like to look out of the windows even—there are so many of those creeping women, and they creep so fast. I wonder if they all come out of that wall-paper as I did” (315). At