It's almost Fathers Day

It's almost Fathers Day and my mind is a mess. I've been sick with one thing or another for the past two months straight. My body is covered with sores since the sun started coming out again. I've been having bad dreams. My emotional state has been completely out of whack. I'm just not feeling super confident right now, about anything.

I'm a paranoid worrier at heart, and when I'm sick and unable to distract myself from my own overactive mind and sensitive sensations, the only thing I have left to do is worry. What is there really to worry about? If there isn't something, my brain will find it. Right now, it's money. But it's also more than that, because the entire basis for us not having any money is because I can't work.