Status Updates From The Yellow Wallpaper

Feeling very emotional. A subtle book that rolls over you like an invisible anesthesia suddenly the words dissappear and the walls sprout around you, the pattern ghastly
lining a prison within your own head. I'm gonna reread it before I write my review as I want to give this novella the attention it deserves rather than rush to mark as 'read'

"There are things in that paper that nobody knows but me, or ever will.
Behind that outside pattern the dim shapes get clearer every day.
It is always the same shape, only very numerous.
And it is like a woman stooping down and creeping about behind that
pattern. I don't like it a bit. I wonder—I begin to think"

"I cry at nothing, and cry most of the time."

"I don't know why I should write this.
I don't want to."