You are not unhappy. Your life is simply under-authored. You have a home, clothes, plans and perfectly adequate coffee mugs.
Nothing is technically wrong. And yet, somewhere between the overhead lighting and the hotel chosen for convenience, you stopped asking whether any of it felt like you.
YOUR LIFE SHOULD LOOK LIKE IT KNOWS WHO IT BELONGS TO.
An under-authored life is not fixed by buying more things. It is fixed by becoming harder to please. Refuse the lamp you hate, the hotel you will not remember, and the invitation you already rsent. Taste is not decoration. It is evidence that you were paying attention.