I think one of the most heartfelt experiences in life is discovering that someone genuinely enjoys your presence. Not what you provide, Not your accomplishments. Just you, your thoughts, your energy, your existence.
You are admired only when you win. Until then, you are tolerated at best, mocked at worst, and invisible in between. This is the law of existence: success or contempt. The world does not pity the unsuccessful man, it condemns him.
If you married someone who enjoys time alone, you’ve already won the lottery. Relationships thrive when both sides were already happy alone and didn't need each other: that's when you can start having genuine conversations with no agenda, no insecurity, no energy-draining drama.
Every man must meet his humbling phase in life, it’s better you meet your own quicker and when you’re young so you can get back on your feet than to meet it at the later stages of your life.