From the first page (and I think this gives a good idea of the story's direction):
"If a physician of high standing, and one's own husband, assures friends and relatives that there is really nothing the matter with one but temporary nervous depression,—a slight hysterical tendency,—what is one to do?"
Written in first person, this chronicled a wife's forced seclusion by her (physician) husband. John didn't want her to write, go outside, or do *anything.* This chronicles her mental deterioration.
Throughout history, and sadly even today, women have lacked autonomy- over their lives, bodies, etc. This story is an excellent example of that. I don't see how I could give this any less than a 5.
We continue to see this today with the fight women's healthcare.
This is for the locked room mystery square.