We all need some kind of human contact, even misanthropic old curmudgeons like me. But that's quite different to needing a live-in relationship. Given a bad relationship or living alone, I'd chose to be alone.
Actually, I have no fear of that just at present Mrs Didge's replacement credit card was mis-delivered and cancelled so she has no card until a new one arrives next week. Puts me in a pretty good position: she won't leave home without me. (I'm a bit like the guy who rescued a genie from a bottle and was granted one wish. He said, "Make me irresistable to women) and the genie turned him into a credit card.)