If you go out seeking offence you'll find it.
A lady just came into my local bakery, decided the range of pies available wasn't up to her desires, didn't listen when the lady behind the counter informed her that more would be ready in just one minute. In her defence the customer did look like she desired a lot of pies, could eat a lot of pies, had already eaten a lot of pies today. One doesn't need to be an F.B.I. profiler to know that her problem is her own self image. A fat chick entering a shop to purchase a large number of meat pies is always going to feel self conscious. So offence was sought and taken.
Do I need to state the obvious cliche? We find what we seek. If that lady had sought a happy refuge, a place where all her desires were catered to by people who loved creating luxuriously fat food she would have found that.
What are you seeking? What do you want? When you leave home each morning what do want from your fellow man? What do you want from the day? I'm in no way suggesting we should all leave home seeking butterflies and moonbeams, I enjoy a good offence taking as much as the next man. Conflict can be fun, but only if we know that is what we like. Identifying what we truly want then seeking it seems a simple path to happiness.
Willy Wonka said that the man who got everything he ever wanted lived happily ever after. That man must have known what he truly wanted.