Kinda.
Honestly, If I have to pretend to be something that I'm not then I'm not interested. I'm willing to do that for work. Never love. I am also what they call a confirmed bachelor. I used to think that meant "gay", and it does. But it can also mean just a guy who is so god damn selfish that he won't take a wife. And that's true. In my 20's I was terrified of children. In my thirties I was disdainful of divorced mothers with young children. I called it either fear or good sense at the time, but really it was only selfishness. I don't believe in "the one". That's a ridiculous notion. But I do believe in a spectrum of compatibility... and I know perfectly well what an odd duck I am. I know where the faults are that can't be fixed and shouldn't be patched.
It usually involves a great deal of flaggelation, that's true, there's been dozens that just fizzle. Near misses. Not nearly as many hostile separations as I would have thought. I learned young to not force it.
But when it clicks god damn it there's only one thing in this world that's better. When you can form a real connection. If I have to take a beating sometimes, then I just have to take a beating.