I’ve loved reading this thread. I’ve been pondering this for days and when I first read the title I said no.
But to me, I’m not entirely sure what true happiness is. I think on the whole I am, I have a good life. I have a lovely home, a nice car, money isn’t a worry for me (although I hate spending it), I have a loving partner (not a perfect relationship, but who’s is), two wonderful cats and my parents (really my only family) would do anything to help me. Does all that make me happy, I’m not sure. I have dreams of running away to Ireland and living a quiet life as a potter.
I guess the only things holding me back from being what I think would be truly happy is myself, I’m unhappy in my body, I’m unhappy in my job and my lack of time dedicated to my hobbies. All changeable so I can’t say I am unhappy.