The quick answer is: absolutely not! The other quick answer is: Hell yes!
I live my life from the seat of a wheelchair. If money could provide a cure and allow me to walk, then I would be happy. Ergo, money bought my happiness. I am not a cheap date.
Money provides clothing, shelter and food. That contributes to happiness. But happiness is not solely dependent on financial stability. It is more personal, more complicated than mere dollars and cents. A great many wealthy people are not happy and a great number of poor people are. Their secret? I wish I knew. But I think it has something to do with integrity. Yes, I live my life from the seat of a wheelchair but I’m also happy. I am not fabulously wealthy but I am comfortable financially. I’m able to afford rent, food, clothing. My needs are met. But I also have something else in my life that contributes to my happiness: I have friends.
There is no algorithm no mathematical formula that shows you how to maintain happiness. It is a complex combination of oneself and what is around one. Friends, environment, self-worth, all of these contribute to the blissful state of happy. And even that simple state it’s not so simple.
As many words as there are to describe a state of happiness, there are that many levels of being happy. One can be ecstatically happy, blissfully happy, mildly content; the list is endless but what is the same in each case is that it is the mind that dictates the level. Think back to that first feeling of happiness at the beginning of a love connection. The fluttering behind your heart, the butterflies in your stomach, the blush of heat that goes through your head and shoulders at the thought of someone you love. It is your brain that is controlling that response.
So then I guess money really can’t buy happiness but it can contribute to the circumstances that allow you to feel happy. Something you have to get your brain around. After all, it is in charge.