February 24th, 1793
It has been recommended that I write my thoughts down. Ever since the change, it has been hard to go about my day. Living in my old home again, working separate from those who work for me. I have resorted to writing letters in order to communicate those who had taken me in after father had died. It is they who suggest I write in this journal. Though I doubt that I will be writing in it often. Work is to be done. Still, these new adjustments will take time to get used to. I will not allow myself to become a monster.
