Woolf, Virginia - Letter - Inner voices
Type of Spiritual Experience
I have listed all the activities that contributed to her nervous breakdown, not just the breakdown itself.
This was the final letter to her husband
A description of the experience
Dearest, I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can't go through another of those terrible times. And I shan't recover this time.
I begin to hear voices, and I can't concentrate.
So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don't think two people could have been happier 'til this terrible disease came. I can't fight any longer.
I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can't even write this properly. I can't read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that—everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you.
Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can't go on spoiling your life any longer. I don't think two people could have been happier than we have been.