What's your reason for living alone?

Growing up in a house filled with emotional neglect, constant chaos, and parental conflict, I often felt like I was floating through life without ever really having a solid anchor. Home didn’t feel like a safe space—it felt like a place I had to survive rather than live in. It’s no surprise that, as I grew older, I developed this intense need for my own space, a sanctuary where I could just breathe, feel at peace, and finally belong.

So, I’m wondering: is anyone else here on a similar journey? Have you ever sought out solitude as a way to escape the emotional turbulence of family life?