Thursday, January 8, 2026

To Be Loved Once.

I found this on Quora  and I can relate.
and, BTW, Charles Dickens was a colossal asshole.


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Posted by Dec 31

He Took Her Youth, Her Body, Her Children — Then Told the World She Was the Problem

He abandoned her after ten pregnancies in fifteen years.

He called her mentally deficient in national newspapers.

He kept nine of their ten children.

Her own sister stayed with him.

This is not a footnote in literary history.

This is the silenced life of Catherine Hogarth — the woman erased so that Charles Dickens could remain England’s moral hero.

A YOUNG WOMAN, AND A RISING GENIUS (1835)

Catherine Hogarth was 19 years old when she met Charles Dickens.

He was 23, brilliant, ambitious, already crackling with energy — a young journalist working for her father’s newspaper, the Evening Chronicle. He dazzled rooms. He wrote constantly. He believed, with absolute certainty, that greatness awaited him.

Catherine was gentle. Musical. Artistic.

She sang. She drew. She came from a respectable Edinburgh family.

She was — by Victorian standards — perfect.

They married in 1836, just as Dickens’s career exploded with The Pickwick Papers.

Almost immediately, Catherine became pregnant.

Then again.

And again.

And again.

TEN CHILDREN. ONE BODY. NO ESCAPE.

Over fifteen years, Catherine gave birth to ten children.

Ten pregnancies.

Ten labors.

Ten recoveries — in an era with:

No contraception

No anesthesia

No understanding of postpartum depression

Charles Dickens became famous.

Catherine Dickens became exhausted.

Her body changed.

Her energy vanished.

Her life narrowed to childbirth, nursing, and recovery.

While Charles traveled, performed, lectured, edited magazines, and built an empire — Catherine stayed home with a household that never slept.

By her early forties, she had spent two decades either pregnant, nursing, or healing.

WHEN A WOMAN BREAKS, A MAN GROWS IMPATIENT

By the 1850s, Dickens was the most celebrated writer in the English-speaking world.

Catherine was struggling — depressed, overwhelmed, aging.

Charles began rewriting the story.

In letters to friends, he called her:

“Incompetent”

“Lethargic”

Incapable of managing a household — a household with ten children and constant guests

He moved into a separate bedroom.

Then, in 1857, he met Ellen Ternan.

She was 18.

He was 45.

Married. Famous. Untouchable.

He became obsessed.

A SYSTEM DESIGNED TO DESTROY WOMEN

Catherine knew.

Wives always do.

But Victorian England offered her nothing.

Divorce required:

An Act of Parliament

Proof of adultery plus another crime

A woman who separated from her husband lost:

Her children

Her income

Her reputation

So Catherine endured.

Until 1858, when Charles decided she was inconvenient.

THE PERFECT CRIME: CHARACTER ASSASSINATION

Dickens could not divorce her — adultery would ruin him.

So he did something worse.

He forced a separation.

Then he destroyed her reputation.

He moved Catherine out of the family home.

He kept nine children.

She was allowed to see only one — her eldest son, Charley, who chose to live with her.

The rest stayed with Charles.

And Catherine’s own sister — Georgina Hogarth — stayed too.

She chose Charles.

Helped raise Catherine’s children.

Maintained his household.

Few betrayals cut deeper.

“MY WIFE IS MENTALLY DEFICIENT”

Charles Dickens then did the unthinkable.

He published a statement in The Times.

He told the public:

Catherine was mentally unbalanced

She was an unfit mother

He was the victim

Victorian society believed him.

Why wouldn’t they?

He was the man who made England cry over Tiny Tim.

The moral conscience of the nation.

Catherine had no voice.

Women could not answer men in newspapers.

She was silenced.

TWENTY-ONE YEARS OF EXILE

Catherine lived quietly for 21 years.

She saw her children rarely.

Most sided with their father — out of belief, fear, or inheritance.

She never remarried.

Never publicly defended herself.

Then one daughter broke the silence.

A DAUGHTER SPEAKS THE TRUTH

After both parents had died, Kate Perugini spoke out.

She said her mother had been treated “wickedly.”

That her father had been cruel.

That Catherine had been blamed for his own restlessness.

Before Catherine died in 1879, she gave Kate a bundle of letters.

Love letters.

Letters Charles had written when he adored her.

Calling her “my dearest Mouse” and “darling Pig.”

Catherine’s final request:

“Give these to the British Museum, that the world may know he loved me once.”

Not rage.

Not accusation.

Just truth.

WHAT HISTORY LEARNED TOO LATE

We now know Dickens kept Ellen Ternan as his mistress for thirteen years.

Set her up in houses.

Possibly fathered a child with her.

He lived a double life — moral crusader in public, destroyer of his wife in private.

Catherine endured quietly.

Victorian law trapped her.

Society blamed her.

History forgot her.

Until the letters.

They are now in the British Museum.

Proof that the story Dickens sold was incomplete.

THE CRUEL IRONY

Charles Dickens wrote endlessly about injustice.

About women crushed by systems they could not escape.

And he did exactly that — to his own wife.

Catherine Hogarth bore ten children.

Lost her home.

Lost her reputation.

Lost most of her family.

Her final message to the world:

“Tell them he loved me once.”

She did not demand sympathy.

She asked only for truth.

History eventually listened.


 

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