Alone for Christmas

Oh I am enjoying this. Being alone Christmas eve. I can do exactly what I please, when I please and how. I don't know why I am so happy when in fact I should be sad being alone on this special evening when so many are making an effort to be happy together with family. I feel strangely at peace and happy. As though going against the flow is giving me pleasure. I think that may be the reason. That I am doing something so few are doing- by being alone. And coping with it without being miserable. I have been following the news lately and it is almost as though others expect you to be miserable alone Christmas Eve. We, loners, are stigmatised- but ofcourse there are those who don't choose to be alone. There are lots of events for those who don't wish to be alone and several have opened their homes for people who don't wish to be alone. I could have chosen that but I didn't want to. Well I am a loner and enjoy my own company. I am also a misanthrope- see faults with others so easily and therefore I avoid others- just don't like people. Some may say it is a sad life- I don't think so.