I get the need to be alone. My sister has this trait in spades and can only tolerate very small interactions with people before she MUST be by herself. And as a result, she lives alone, with 2 cats which are sometimes too much.
I really don't mind being alone so much, except I learned to share my time with my husband and I miss the sharing of things. And my husband ALWAYS drove, even back when I could drive. Bet he was glad when I stopped driving back in 2001, except now he HAD to drive me everywhere I needed to go.