I have been living alone since the early 1980's. At first it was very frightening but as time went by I adjusted to and even began enjoying it. But as I age I find that I would like more companionship if only to have someone to talk to, or to go to dinner with, or to...
Getting old, check. Living with myself, check.
Quite happy with the situation. I get the occasional visitor, and if I want to see people I can go out. I even have relations in town.
I get to do whatever I like when I'm at home. I couldn't be more happy. Or could I?