Once upon a time, a guy asked a beautiful girl 'Will you marry me?'
The girl said, 'NO!'
And the guy lived happily ever after and rode motorcycles and went fishing and hunting and played golf and drank beer and scotch and had tons of money in the bank and left the toilet seat up and farted whenever he wanted.
Can't see why I would be, 2sp. After all, if we accept everything else contained in the story...motorcycles, golf, beer, money and so forth...why should any of us doubt the happiness angle?