I knew a woman, always happy. Would sing spongebob on the way to school to drop off her kids. Always chatting to everyone, stopping to pet every animal. Let her new husband abuse her daughter and hid it. When ordered that he wasn't allowed near the home, she let him stay and hid it so he could continue. Another happy person, he was life of the party. His wife was so miserable though. Because he was beating her when they got home. I don't trust these happy people.