Two things happen when you can't make it work with the opposite sex: you either get God or you get used to being single all the time. I actually am getting pretty used to it now. It's been a year since the last one left and I am "happy" by and large. I won't say it's what I want for myself because it's not; no man is an island unto himself, but things go on okay. The real question is what does a person actually need in life to be happy.