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In both texts that you read, the line between reality and imagination blurs—the narrator sees a woman in the wallpaper, while Dickinson’s speaker feels their own funeral happening in their mind. Have you ever had an experience where stress, fear, or emotions made something feel distorted or unreal? How did you ground yourself in reality again?

 I actually experience this a lot. With ADHD, I get lost in my imagination and it gets blurry. It is often difficult to separate the two, and the best tip I have to help is medication. 

Today in class we read and analyzed a poem by Emily Dickinson, then began 16 discussion questions about the yellow wallpaper, which we continued the next day. 

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