I did not expect to find what I did here. Something about this story really shook me. The darkest and most deeply disturbing aspects of social behaviors towards other people don't have to be the grotesque violence you might first think of. Sometimes, it is bottomless despair brought on by psychological torment.
Gilman illustrates with clarity and truth the matter of women's treatment at the hands of the medical field in the past. Her own experience bleeds through here, knowing that she herself had been diagnosed with postnatal depression and thus told to stay in bed, forbidden from any reading, writing, or painting. Gilman believes she would have gone mad, and it is clear that anyone with any sort of mental struggles, woman or man alike, would have lost themselves as well.
The dread that fills me when I think of being trapped by my loved ones for what they deem 'my own good' is immense and makes me anxious to imagine. What if I was driven mad, just like the narrator was, because her own husband and friend locked her in a bedroom for 3 months to 'sleep' and do nothing, separated from her own child? Chilling.
It is completely compelling, revealing of the past, and definitely horrifying.
Solidly good.
3.25 stars!