Imagine feeling like a prisoner in own your own body, and in your own mind. And you have little to no energy, or motivation to do anything. Picture not being able to just let go of the little things before they become big things in your mind and consuming your every thought. Or ultimately feeling like you just want to crawl under a rock, and die. Now how much worse do you think you would feel if no one believed you, or seemed interested in helping you get better? I know from personal experience it makes you feel so helpless, so worthless; and it is detrimental to your health forcing your depression to worsen. And this neglect was far more common for women before the 21st century dealing with psychological problems. "The Yellow Wallpaper" draws attention to the female experience with depression in the late 19th century by showing the lack of a voice, the misdiagnoses, and the ridiculous treatments they were subjected to.
To begin with, the idea that women had any say in anything is fairly recent. Until 30-40 years ago, women were subservient in their marriages. They could not speak up, and go against their husbands wishes. Women not only had to respect their husbands, but also of any male in their family whether it be their father, brother, etc. This is evident in “The Yellow Wallpaper” when the narrator starts her journals with how her and her family came to be in that house for the summer. She says, “If a physician of high standing, and one's own husband, assures friends