I would say I accepted this pretty early in a lot of senses. I'm just not attracted to people. When I was younger a few people were attracted to me, but my defenses made that impossible. I just don't "get" it. Yeah, romance to me seems like an entirely fake concept. It's a collection of acts and actions that all seem like... displays to attract a mate. Peacock plumage.
There have been a couple times I wanted something, not in the traditional way, but I "tried". Dating websites, but even on the rare chance someone seemed interested the very act of them seeming interested turned me off. Hanging around with a girl more. In one particular case things got out of hand because it wasn't a relationship but it had a lot of the aspects of a relationship, but that person was self-harming and headed to a bad place and nothing I could do seemed to influence them towards anything better. Then the most recent deal where I started living with a woman who got more and more mad at me but would never say why or even admit she was getting more mad no matter how many times I asked and it eventually blew up. I was trying to compensate more and more for the emotional baggage and the lack of clarity by drinking heavily admittedly. Drink to sleep. Drink to not think. Drink to forget. Drink to be able to socialize. Honestly as soon as I moved out from there my life immediately got better, but I'm still quite a bit bitter that there were STILL no answers and I believe now I'm treated like I was going to assault her or something. I guess people are entitled to their narratives. This particular person having been rather socially clueless and poorly adapted to society didn't help things, I'm sure.
I don't like to be touched in general as a rule.