I had a friend who was a comedian. Very sardonic. What made him most miserable was his family showing up and he’d have to switch to “happy funny” mode to keep them at bay. When they’d leave he’d say “that’s how I survived childhood”.

While wading through the misery, if you can still see some laughs on the other side, then good. Still, being funny all the time, as my friend would attest, is exhausting.