I was eight years old, and on my way home from school, and still on the school grounds when I decided not to ever get married or have kids. I am 60 now, and never changed my mind. I was always picked on by other people, both at home, and outside the home, the whole time I was growing up, and I guess by the time I was 8, I had decided I'd rather not have to live with people when I grew up. When I was 12 I realized that I was an introvert, and that I was better off as a solitary person. Unfortunately, life circumstances prevented me from living alone till I was in my mid 40s, but I have been living alone since then, and like it much better than living with others. No offense meant toward my relatives, but I never want to live with others again.
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If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.
Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured, or far away.--Henry David Thoreau