If you're happy and you know it—let me know.

A couple of days ago, I was bemoaning my life, etc. to someone I haven't seen in awhile and their response to me was:  "Life is a struggle.  I don't know anyone who isn't struggling."

Is this true? 

The very idea of stuggling forever isn't very comforting or uplifting.

I'm a Pisces and eternally optimistic, so I don't want to believe it.  I think that maybe the happy, contented people are avoiding my friend who is struggling and that's why they don't know each other. 

Surely, there is someone out there who is happy.  If you are—please let me know.  I would love to hear from you.

They say that ignorance is bliss, so is our dissatisfaction because we know too much?

Peace out.