I have my best friends, yes. I have my parents and siblings, yes. I considered myself blessed, yes.
But then, I feel alone.
I get along with my colleagues well, yes. I do hang out with them from time to time, sharing stories and cracking jokes one lunch at a time.
But still, I feel alone.
My peers told me that I should have a boyfriend; my family urged me to finish my studies. Others told me to enjoy life as I go.
Still, it doesn’t answer my problem.
I tried to get up every morning, wearing my mask as I see fit; trudging along with candor and diligence.
But then again,
I am alone.