About the Book
I suppose I shall have to get back behind the pattern when it comes night, and that is hard!
It is so pleasant to be out in this great room and creep around as I please!
I don't want to go outside. I won't even if Jennie asks me to.
For outside you have to creep on the ground, and everything is green instead of yellow.
But here I can creep smoothly on the floor, and my shoulder just fits in that long smooch around the wall, so I cannot loose my way.
The narrator of the story is a woman who is slowing going into madness. Because of this, sometimes the story is no coherent. It really bothered me when I read it the first time, because I didn't exactly understand what was going on. But after about a decade to dwell on it and another reread it's pretty straight forward. Especially when you take into consideration the time period.
A woman was depressed and her husband basically puts her in isolation so as not to have to deal with her. And isolation is bad for a healthy person, let alone someone dealing with mental issues. It is assumed she has postpartum, but I don't think it actually specifies.
What I take from this is the importance of acknowledging when someone needs help. Ignoring it and hoping it'll take care of itself will not do a damn thing. It's especially important for me because I've got my own mental health issues I deal with. So I can take this story as a warning of why it is so important for me to have support both medically and in a support system with my friends and family.