My family ties prevent my living simply alone, “struggling to write.” …
My family ties prevent me, not because I have a great deal of devotion and respect for my father and mother, but because they have suffered very much in the last four years and because my leaving them would increase their present anxiety to an unbearable degree.
Thus they are unwittingly forcing me into my present course. True, they have offered me a year to stay at home to write. But if the first three months of that year are exemplary, this will be the condition:
My father and mother will be patently ashamed to explain to friends what I am “doing.” I have already felt the sting of implied ‘You ought to go to work. If you were my boy—.” My father will assume that I am doing nothing. He will come home at noon and scowl at me in my smoking jacket and slippers. He will tell me to do this around the house or that with the car with the
implication: ‘You have nothing to do—.”
Mother will say at least once a day, “It’s going to be pretty hard, son, for you to settle down to work when you can’t play the piano for an hour after breakfast, or read all afternoon.” If I go for a walk Mother will ask meaningfully: “All alone—?” To be alone in Scran ton is a sin.
Father will laugh with half-veiled disgust if I make a date to go walking with a girl at half-past eight in the morning to discuss Dostoevski.
I will accept an invitation to a piano recital with tea afterwards and Mother will say, “Don’t you think that’s so effeminate?” I will ridicule a sermon, with the parental rebuke, “It isn’t right for you to do that! Those are the men who get things donein the world.”
Without ever inquiring into my ideas father will flutter his hand in the air and talk of my “highfalutin theories.” … I am too sensitive to my surroundings to stand it.
I could do little or no creative work during a year here. It was a big and important mistake that I ever thought I could. At the end of that year according to my agreement I would admit (outwardly) failure and go to work.47
Taken from :PSYCHOLOGY’S GRAND THEORISTS How Personal Experiences Shaped Professional Ideas - Amy Demorest
