Dearest Torvald Helmer”,
It’s been two weeks without living in a family, without seeing my children, my home nor
my husband or more like a stranger to me now. Isn’t it crazy that I used to love you
Torvald. I was nothing to you except your squirrel, skylark and songbird. I tried to help you
and the children into decorating the Christmas tree yet that was a disaster to you. The
small things, just the slightly small things that would seem nice made a big impact to you
and all because you didn’t trust me. I had no knowledge about the outside world
according to you Torvald. That’s why I couldn’t buy those macaroons or borrow any
money. Torvald, you remind me of my father. Someone who I thought that loved me”,
cared for me would die for me and save me. For you mentioned in the last hour of me at
home that if I were ever in danger you would shield me with your broad wings But in the
times when I did need your help and love you were never there for my. You wouldn’t love
me, you would call me your little songbird and shout at me if i didn’t follow your orders or
if i would ever make the slightest mistake. Living in that house made me feel like i was
trapped in your prison, cage as matter of fact ! It always had an inviting spirit with you.
The words you called me absolutely disgust me. You called me a Skylark, you made me
feel like your pet or a wild animal. The benefits of living without a husband is that you
never feel trapped. I was a hunted dove which you snatched from the claws of a falcon.
This might seem a shock towards you Torvald but I am as a matter of fact a human being.
You treated me like an animal in a cage when you never acknowledged that I’m a human
just like you. Escaping your cage was tough but also a pleasure that i would do many
more times. Closing the front door felt like i Was opening up to a new chapter, a new life.
The new life I have in a village were I grew up is hard but amazing at the same time. I
work as a french tutor. Seeing the children there makes me think of my own. It’s upsetting
to think that the loves of my life are living with a stranger that I used to know. Someone
who cages up people and calls them there pet. If I could I would save them from such a
person, but if I do so I would be crazy because you Torvald would capture me again and
lock me up in your cage, the cage that I have once escaped but never will escape again.
The gaps in between the children teeth warm my heart. Once I have helped my students
they always smile to me and I can see there gaps in there teeth making me think of my on
children when they would smile at me with there gaps in there teeth.
It’s crazy how I’ve adapted to you, how I thought I had pleasure with you when it was all
just a messy game messing me up. You’ve always been very kind to me .But our
home has never been anything but a playroom. I’ve been your doll-wife, just as I used to
be papa’s doll-child. And the children have been my dolls. In those eight years that I have
lived with you I have realised that I have lived with someone who I never really knew nor
loved. Like I mentioned before, I was your doll-wife and you could play with me whenever
I loved you Torvald , now you’re just a stranger .