SO many of those in relationships aren't happy in them. I get lonely, too, sometimes. But, my home is serene and I love coming home. So many in this world avoid going home because their home isn't safe or quiet or respctful to them...tooo much drama, ect. The holdays make me wanna boyfriend the most. And sometimes the fall cool days when I think I oughta be walking with a man holding his hand. But, hopefully I'll appreciate this future man all the more because I waited so patiently. When I try to find 'him' others think I'm a pathetic desperato and/or I get a man who goes too fast.
I just had an old Korean-war vet tell me the most romantic love story about how he met his now-deceased wife. We were both crying in the danged parking lot at Walmart!! They met when he was 55 and she was 49 and there were SO many weird coincidences about how they met up. Keep your heads up. Love is out there if your hearts are open.
I'd venture that the operative consideration is whether one feels guilty for being alone. "Have I done some foolish or dastardly thing, that's caused me to lose companionship? Or is it merely the case that my various efforts to socialize haven't yet borne fruit". If the former, the guilt leads to self-pity. If the latter, there is no cause to feel guilty, and arguably therefore no cause to pity oneself.
Our society is too quick to remark that "attitude is everything" and that "attitude is what we make it". False on both! First, there are numerous factors beyond our control, and even for those within our purview, even a good attitude does not guarantee wise choices. Second, to what extent is our attitude really within our control? How many of those swirling brain-chemicals can really self-regulate?