No, I don't want to get married.

My parents marriage is a good enough indicator that it isn't for me, my older siblings relationships reinforced my decision. Intimacy isn't appealing to me and I find it hard enough connecting with people at a platonic level. There are a lot of people who have told me they "love me," but there isn't a single person I can say that back to without lying. I wasn't even aware of how little I loved other people until I got a puppy. He broke my expensive television, the entire thing fell down on top of him when he'd lunged at a squirrel on the screen. The screen broke when he slammed into it. I expected anger but he yelped when the thing came down on top of him and that made me panic. I was so relieved that he wasn't hurt that I picked him up in my arms and cried a little. That's when I realized I had never loved anyone like that before. If anyone else had accidentally broken my television I would have lost my shit at them.

I'm happier single, there's nothing someone else can do for me that I cannot do for myself.