I went out with my wife for 6 months before we got married. I was 23 and she was 31. Both sides of the family predicted that it wouldn't last. Partially because of our age difference and also because I was Catholic and she was Protestant. Well, they were right, it only stayed together for 29 years. We split up within three months of when our youngest daughter got married. Whenever, I start to feel like the marriage was a complete failure, 29 years seems like a long time for anything to last.
I make no attempt to find someone, because, well it's complicated, but, it has to do with trust issues. I would rather be alone then play the dating game again. Not to mention the fact that no woman sane enough to want to spend time with wants an old, bald, overweight grump. (and believe me, anyone that I would want to be with MUST BE SANE.) We all have some baggage, but, I would prefer that the baggage not take up a freight train car.