I feel the urge to form relationships with people only when I experience something that disturbs me even in my solitude.

 I feel the urge to form relationships with people only when I experience something that disturbs me even in my solitude—for instance, when I struggle to feed myself due to financial strain. In my natural state, however, I have no such desire, because I am happy when I am alone. If I attempt to form friendships, it is merely to use them as tools of a sort—means that help me sustain my existence by offering support. In other words, I reach out to people not out of genuine interest, but out of necessity and survival. This, of course, turns them into objects, and while I am capable of love, I cannot feel affection for objects. Yet I do not know any other way to see human beings, because I am neither attached to nor dependent on them. Emotional love requires bodily desire, and bodily desire implies worldliness—and I do not possess that.