Catherine Hogarth

 A lot of women understand how she must have felt ♥️ Rest in Peace Good Lady 🕊️

She gave him ten children. She buried three of them with her own hands. She crossed the ocean with him, stayed by his side through fame and struggle, and kept a busy household running.

And yet, Catherine Hogarth — the wife of Charles Dickens — was pushed aside, blamed, and forgotten.

Dickens, praised as a great writer of the Victorian era, called her “fat, lazy, jealous, and dull.” He even shared their private troubles with the public, writing a letter that made him look like the victim. The world felt sorry for him. Few felt sorry for her.

But who wouldn’t be tired after ten pregnancies? Who wouldn’t gain weight or grieve deeply after burying children? Catherine was not weak — she was strong. She kept going.

Her marriage ended not because of her, but because Dickens fell in love with a much younger actress, Ellen Ternan. Divorce was nearly impossible at the time, so Catherine was made the one to blame. Dickens even built a wall inside their house to keep her apart from him.

One day, Catherine put on her hat, walked out the door, and never returned. She lost her children, her home, and her place in society.

Before she died, her only wish was for the love letters Dickens once wrote her to be published, to show the world she had been loved. That wish was never granted.

But her story still lives. Catherine Dickens was not a burden. She was a survivor.