🍌Countless late nights and early mornings, the surroundings are eerily quiet. I scroll through my contacts over and over again, unable to find someone to talk to—this is the normal state of life. When I have money, a crowd parties together; when I don’t, I lick my wounds alone. The only one who can save you at any time is yourself. I’ve started learning to be alone. I delete all group chats, turn off message notifications, read books, work out, listen to music. At first, I wasn’t used to it, always feeling like I would miss something. A month later, I realize I didn’t miss anything. Someone said I’ve changed, become cold. But it’s not indifference; it’s learning how to get along with myself.