Why am I so disliked?

Hey, I’m an INTJ, and it would be ridiculously easy for me to fake being unbothered—throw out some cliché lines about intelligence, wisdom, and not caring what people think. But the truth is, when you’re stuck in an office for six years with people who are nothing like you, who avoid you, and who see you as some emotionless, untouchable entity, it gets suffocating.

I have a naturally sarcastic, sharp sense of humor—creative, even—but most people around me don’t get it, let alone appreciate it. The majority are shallow, trivial, and interested in things that feel mind-numbingly stupid to me. I’ve tried to adapt since I spend ten hours a day at work, but it’s like we’re speaking entirely different languages. I stay busy with my job, but in the rare moments I take a break, grab a coffee, and hope for a decent conversation, there’s nothing.

Meanwhile, there’s this incompetent woman, far less capable than me in both intelligence and skills, who thrives purely on excessive giggling and playing cute. She’s actively tried (and succeeded) in ruining my reputation. People avoid me, and I can’t even ask why because they’d just gaslight me with, “Oh, there’s nothing wrong.” And that’s just not who I am.

I don’t need the usual “stay strong, don’t care” pep talk. I need a logical, no-BS perspective on this.