Am I actually too happy?

I have to admit that I have often driven people a little crazy with my high energy and flippant nature. People who are truly unhappy have actually wanted me to disappear into the earth in a poof at times! I would smile and ask excitedly, "Do you have the ability to do that to me? …cause that would be so cool if you had powers like that!" The funny thing is that I always bring people into my life that are so miserable that their problems can’t even be measured on the miserability scale! That is quite an accomplishment! They should be proud of themselves for achieving such an intoxicating level of discord!…oops…there I go again…I think I just figured out why I make them so mad! Did you hear that? I just turned their incredible discontent into an accomplishment. Don’t I know that people who are that unhappy, are the happiest the unhappier they are? I’ve gone out with countless guys who I believed that it was my life’s work to show them that there are good people in the world and that they could be happy too! ... Wrong! My measurement of happy is very different than theirs. They don’t need me to show them anything! I don’t match them. Whatever! Why waste so much energy on people who don’t appreciate me…or want me to fall head first from a tall tree...or take me bungee jumping with chain...? One guy wrote me a pros/cons list when he broke up with me: It actually said:

Pros: You can drive standard
Cons: You dress in cute skirts all the time, you bounce around, you smile 28 hours a day
(he wasn't the smartest guy in the world- I helped him proof-read a job application once and it said under previous employment - "Whorehouse Carpet Outlet")

I threw my hand up, smiled and yelled, “ooh ooh! Pick me! Pick me! I’ll try harder!” Maybe I wasn’t quite getting the point!