'Freedom in The Story of an Hour'

'Kate Chopins The tommyrot of an Hour, is about a refreshedfangled wo objet dart, Louise Mallard, stuck in a reprehensible marriage. Briefly she frame freedom aft(prenominal)(prenominal) world told of her husbands wipeout due to a railroad calamity and prayed that lifespan ability be large when she just lately regretted the fact that her dispirited initiate married life might be long (Chopin p. 175). She came d possesswards the stairs to her face up adit curtain raising with her husband stand up in the door frame unwounded and alive, and the shock of see him caused her to have a heart attack. I can rival my marriage to Louises because I remember how it felt to repress your unhappiness.\nI started a family and was married at the young age of twenty-three to a man that I s gondolace knew and at first, everything was wonderful, and I was completely in love with my slight boy and being a new mommy. As the historic period went by my hardship grew, with the am ount of intoxicant my then husband consumed. I disciplineed throughout the marriage and he had a origin some(a) of the time, nevertheless I was the important means of choke off for our family, and I was expect to keep a perfect crime syndicate and raise estimable children, plot he was able to do as he pleased, with what seemed like no concern for me or our two children. Louise was a stronger mortal than some take her for because of her repression of the ill luck she felt in stifling marriage, and in that time there was no one for her to talk to or turn to.\nI am non sure if it makes me a horrible person or not, notwithstanding so numerous times I wished for my husband to get into a car accident while he was intoxicated. I wanted him to be badly wound or even out killed by his own stupidity, because quite a great deal he drank heavy after work and then pack home. He was a mean inebriated and he was drunk all of the time, specially in the utmost three old age of our five yr marriage. I fantasy that if he died or was badly injure then I would have a reason to leave. The hardly a(prenominal) times that I did try to leave, he just came after me, threatened me, and make ... '