I see nothing wrong with being alone. Society seems to frown on single people as if we were suspects in a crime. Questions appear in their minds: he must be gay, he must have lost his wife, he definitely has mental problems, he must be afraid to commit, and so on. These are typical reactions from a pool of people which consist of those who have a 50% chance of making their marriage work. Making something work between two people takes compromise. It takes the kinds of compromises a single person need not think about. Is it true that some single men and women are afraid to commit? The answer is yes. But this cannot rationally be applied to all single people. I think we are too easy to classify someone that is different than what society and families expect.
Being human means we are all different, yet we all have many things in common regardless of pigmentation, history, religion, family, friends, hopes, and social belief systems. We all have dreams to be engaged in that which truly brings us joy, to raise a family, to travel, to take chances, to experience victory and find understanding in defeat. Those who are single and experiencing the middle part of their lives are considered, to a certain and measurable extent, outsiders. It is as if they are sitting alongside a great river while everyone else is swimming in it and having a good time. That example may not happen where anybody can see it, but it does happen in the minds of misfits like me. I have come to know that goodness does not always win the game. Reality brings it all to you in full force. Finding a niche in such and accelerating society is almost impossible. But I know it begins with one single thought. That thought must be different because you are you and there is nobody else like you.