I warn you right away that this is not the reasoning of a particularly happy person.
We are told that we should want to have friends, we should turn inside out, but still make a friend, a partner and be happy at the same time. Other people don't make me happy. They hurt me in various ways: they make noise, touch me, call me an insensitive robot and in other ways offend my feelings, disrupt my routine, spoil my plans and distract me. Relationships with these creatures are unlikely to make me a happy person, since the need to behave comfortably also applies to all of the above.
So, are you sure you really need it?
Because I've been thinking lately that I don't need it. It seems to me that what makes us really happy is our obsessions. Seriously, I think the feeling of immersion is the best I've ever felt. It's much better than a relationship