"Another Mr. Collins?"

Oh dearest me, Elizabeth said should she meet another Mr. Collins in time, she would accept his offer of marriage? Even if she did not love him? Oh I have always admired my lovely sister for her courage to speak so boldly of true love! I have always had respect for her because of her determination for only marrying for love and happiness, yet she speaks of this... It breaks my heart so much to simply think about it all! I cannot bear to think that she should marry a man simply because he asked her? How many times she had rejected offers because she had not loved him... Now she says she will? I feel so horrible. I know she only says it for the best because mother wants us to all marry very soon but... I feel so sad.

Reaction to my Happiness

My dear mother was so pleased to hear of the news! My whole family was so happy for me; I felt so horrid for being the center of the attention! It was soon clear that my lovely mother had forgotten all about my littlest sister Lydia and Wickham! I overheard Kitty telling Mary that I was beyond them! She called me mother's favorite though it had been well known Lydia had always been mother's choice before this. It has made me so selfishly pleased! I feel so ugly and cruel simply thinking about it! But the joy it brings me!
Adding to this, from the moment my little sisters heard the news, they begged for something. Kitty asked to be able to use his library in the near future while Kitty begged for a few balls there in the winter. I will do my best to be able to do this for them. They deserve all I can give them because I owe my family so much for the happiness they have given me!
How I love my dear Mr. Bingley! He is too wonderful for me, and I am still waiting to wake up from this wonderful dream! I do hope this is not a dream, but I do not want to be disappointed if it is. Oh I wish all of my sisters as much happiness in marriage that I have been blessed with!

A simple Whisper

Joy is me! How happy I am- I do not deserve such happiness! My spirits have been lifted, and I am soaring! How many others in the world are unhappy at this moment while I am jumping for joy? I do not know! There must be countless amounts, so I feel so cruel. My happiness so bright and loud while my own little sister is in pain? How horrible am I to be so blissful? It ruins my mood, but I know the true feelings of the truly blessed! It cannot be expressed in words.

My dearest Mr. Bingley's visits, first unwanted, now are cherished! It was so wonderful! He asked me to marry him in a hushed whisper, how fond I am of his kindness! He is too much! I cannot believe it is true! If this is a dream, I do not ever want to wake. To be honest, this dream has been far too wonderful to be true, but then again, I doubt myself too much! I am too pleased, I am beyond words that can express my mood! It is such a strong cheerfulness yet a slight pang of pain for being so happy. How can I enjoy myself so much while my own dear sister Elizabeth suffers so?

I am a horrible sister, but I cannot help myself in rejoicing about my dear Mr. Bingley. Such excitement, thinking about it, I will soon be Mrs. Bingley- Just the thought of it all! Dear me, I may explode from the happiness! I wish everything will work out for the best with my little sister's relationship. I would die if I was the only one who married happily.

In ''Danger" Again

Oh it is so frightening to even think about-! My lovely sister Elizabeth has told me I am in danger of falling in love with Mr. Bingley once more. She also says I may make him love me again. (That is assuming if he had ever loved me.) It gives me so much to think about... I love him so dearly, but I cannot let him realize this. The pain of another rejection would be too much for me. I could not live through another heartbreak! But she has such a certainty I cannot help myself when I hope! I do not wish to seem foolish about it all. If I must suffer through heartbreak once more, I shall be an elegant woman. I shall not weep bitterly like I had in the past, and I most certainly will not hate him or see him in a bad light because of a rejection. The answer is simply, really, it would be only: He had not loved me as much as I had loved him.
Oh how I hope I will not be hurt again, even if this time, it would be my own foolishness. I could not bear crying such bitter tears.