Dearest Diary,
I have been remiss about informing you of the changes that have begun to take place. My afternoon recreation of taking a turn about the grounds of the estate has increased so much so that I am beginning to notice some differences in my figure. I have additionally kept a watchful eye on the sorts of foods on which I dine and am eager to avoid becoming overly robust before an eligible gentleman might take notice upon me.
The attitude of many recently is that one ought to not concern oneself with another's opinion, but as a single woman who clings to some manner of hope, I am not willing to let all things go and simply assume that a gentleman might regard me for my wit. Though it would be ideal if such were the case, I am most certain that a gentleman also requires a handsome figure to possess on his arm. I have no complaints about being such an adornment.
Do not belittle me either with such remarks about being the woman that I am and that it ought to be enough, for I am most certain that I, personally would have higher regard for myself, also, if such positive adjustments were to take place. And because I might improve in my own opinion, I would be all the more agreeable to a gentleman who might happen to take notice.
I shall attend once more to my exercise on the morrow...
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