That's what sizzled my brain cells while taking the MTR from Central to Kownloon Tong - "All moral decisions are contests between one's desires and fears. Nearly always, the desires win". Seems to be sensible, but in what sense?
Ok. Now try applying this to the idea of not being into a relationship. Omitting that even the whole idea of - seems pretty scary to me right hereafter. In that particular case, how do we define a victory? Do our desires or our fears win? Sounds precisely contradictive, because whatever we're facing when the point appears, we would rather be overwhelmed by numerous disruptive fears than somewhat alike desire. Frankly saying, the term of desire completely dissapears when we start speaking of insufficiency for ourselves. In a lack for something, we'd rather prefer trembling in horror than looking forward to the desires coming true. Ooops... yep, that's the human nature. Here it is.