Probably a loving partner, and enough therapy to be able to have a healthy relationship. But that's a lot of work, so I mostly try to be happy in my solitude.
Life stability and security. If all of my bills and debts were taken care of, I would be happy. I love my job as a welder and enjoy what I do. I look forward to the new work week on Monday morning.
I would continue working as a welder, even if I didn't have to worry about money and bills.
Not having adhd so I could make a better use of time, for family, relaxation, chores, career advancement. So I didn’t have to lean on my wife’s emotional intelligence and knack for planning so much, and so I would be better at maintaining relationships with those who aren’t in my immediate vicinity
Well I am happy, but would be happier if the public transit here was good. Because the city would be so much better.
More money would make me less anxious but I have a reasonable lifestyle already (only took a half century and 4 wage earners in the household) and am satisfied with it.
A stable career path, a loving relationship, and permanent housing.
More concise: Stability.
It's all I ever wanted and seemingly the only thing I can never have even since childhood. I move every 2 years on average and since adulthood that's been from basement apartment to basement apartment and now to a garage with no end in sight... I finally got to the point where I could consider buying a house and then COVID, WFH, and the invesestment parasites all blew up at once and took that away from me... I gave up on the relationship bit years ago.
Just enough money to pay off my car, my credit card, and give me 1 year (if that, id probably spend half the time recovering from traveling) to travel and see where I want to go in life.
Edit: funny, now that I'm thinking about it there's that venn diagram joke: Money, time, and Energy. Each stage of your life you get two.
I have no energy, not a lot of money, and plenty of time (except ADHD time blindness so it doesn't do me any fucking good.)
Since hitting my 30s I've started getting really invested in middle aged man shit like sports and history podcasts. It's a cliche and basic in its own way but I'm genuinely surprised by the amount of joy these relatively simple things are bringing me. Especially when I could not have been less interested in sports as a youngster.
Someone who occasionally makes me feel special. It'd be nice to feel special all the time, but I think that's unrealistic. It'd be nice if I could feel special or important on a semi regular basis. Not just useful, like a wrench is useful, but treasured.
The older I get, the more I understand the "lone old man and his dog" stereotype. The dog thinks you're great and everyone else just sees you like a machine that is disposable when they're done with you.
A job that: I'd love, is at a desk, pays well, is project based, asks me to set my own goals, holds me accountable, makes me feel like I'm contributing something positive for other people.
Right now, I would feel more fulfilled in life with something like that.
the only thing that could "make" me happy is a change in mindset, perhaps forced by brain damage.
as far as how I will make my own happiness, it comes down to making choices informed by my own values, painstakingly discovered through mistakes, introspection, and connections with others
Relief of stress, which is currently made by lack of money. So money, I guess. I think in smaller terms this chocolate chip banana bread will make me short term happy though.
Being well off enough and free of my money problems so that I could quit my night job and devote my free time to helping my friends. I'd also like to have a life where I could become a foster parent because I think I'd be good at that and help families well.
A job that isn't 10% basic Excel admin, 5% copying and pasting snippets from a slowly updating Power BI report into PowerPoint slides, 5% chasing managers for info, and the remaining 80% twiddling my thumbs because I have nothing to do.