unicate with her husband, because she reacts emotionally and he does not nor does he seem to understand her when she does.
The narrator feels extremely confined and is completely bored, when she takes it upon herself to begin examining the wallpaper pattern in her bedroom. With little else to occupy her mind, she becomes obsessively attached to the wallpaper, thinking about it constantly. For the narrator, the wallpaper is a refuge to which she can escape, one that is all her own and is not within the control of men. She escapes to this obsession as a virtual prisoner of patriarchy. However, as wallpaper is stuck to a wall, the narrator knows she is still stuck with male dominance, ôI suppose I shall have to get back behind the pattern when it comes n
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