Help me write a small paragraph “this issue of me hating people it’s starting to be a fine thing to me”

The more I reflect on it, the more I realize that my disdain for others is becoming a source of comfort for me. It may seem strange to some, but the more I distance myself from people, the more at peace I feel. Perhaps this aversion is a defense mechanism or a coping mechanism, but either way, it is becoming a familiar and oddly satisfying aspect of my life.