I Was A Secret Code

1568 WordsMay 15, 20167 Pages
When I was about eleven years old I had the habit of biting my nails, it wasn’t out of control, but it was enough to be noticed. I remember my mother pestering me to quit the obsession and I would always shrug her off and thought it wasn’t something to make such a big deal out of. She used many tactics to help me end this quirk—painted my nails to guilt me from ruining them, made a secret code word that she would say whenever I bit my nails, even bit her own nails to show how ridiculous I looked, but to no avail. A few weeks later after a vacation with family friends, as we were looking through the pictures and videos, I saw a video with myself in the background biting my nails in a daze. And it was as though I had an epiphany, if one can have one for such a mundane matter, I finally understood why my mother found my custom so uncouth. And thereafter I never bit my nails again. In hindsight it seems the obvious method to convince me of my foible, it is apparent that the purest way to self-reflect is by exposure to oneself through a candid lens. Woolf uses this very theory to create a character for Clarissa’s introspection and by means of this contemplation to authentically heal. In Mrs. Dalloway, Virginia Woolf uses the foil characters of Clarissa and Septimus, with parallel plotlines throughout the course of the narrative to highlight criticism on social issues such as mental illness, marriage and existentialism. Woolf creates Septimus as a physical manifestation of
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