Although I am lonely, I am happy.

It's getting hotter and hotter, and it's getting less and less talkative. I don't want to say anything except what I have to say at work every day.

? When I first started working, several colleagues with good relationships thought we could be friends. I thought we had the same topic and the same age, so we could be friends. But after experiencing some things, I feel naive. Colleagues are always colleagues, not friends, let alone partners.

? So I became more and more silent. Stay in the office every day and finish your work seriously, and do your own thing in your spare time. I won't stay with them during the break, talking and laughing, because we have lost the same topic and initial trust. I hate being ignored every time and giving them a perfunctory attitude. Then I might as well write my thoughts and inner feelings in words, which will make me happier!

? I am used to loneliness and solitude.

Sometimes I feel that loneliness will make me really happy, but there are too many troubles between people. I am afraid of being cheated and misunderstood. I hate acting according to my face, and I hate hypocritical faces.

? I just want to live proudly alone.