I really feel like I was designed to be alone. I'm no longer sure exactly what I am, but I'm human in physical body only. Whatever I am, I am not a social creature like humans. My instincts are not those of a social creature (for example, most humans make some sort of noise when injured, startled, etc. This is a social behavior, intended to attract other humans for aid. My instinct is to be as quiet as possible so I won't be noticed.). I suspect whatever I am also may well mate for life, but doesn't spend all its time with a mate - they come together for mating season but otherwise are solitary creatures. I'm no longer sure I have the soul of a dragon, but I am still sure that what I am in every way except physical appearance is not at all human. Either that, or I am a human, but different enough in ways other than appearance that I should be classed as a different species.
Just thinking of how many humans' lives revolve around finding a mate, but it is not and never has been a pressing concern for me. Among other things.
It's also interesting that my brain seems to be wired for hearing, not sight, to be my primary sense. I use hearing to monitor every aspect of my environment, and I freak out if my hearing is dampened in any way (which is very frustrating because it means I can't really use earplugs or noise-cancelling headphones to help with hypersensitivity).
Maybe I'm even the only one of my kind. That would explain why somehow I manage to never quite fit in to any sort of grouping, I guess.
_________________
Yet in my new wildness and freedom I almost welcome the bitterness of alienage. For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.
-H. P. Lovecraft, "The Outsider"