My dad used to tell me I dwelled on things too much

So, um, things are not going well. It's like all the pressures at work just kept building up until they just...well, not exploded, really, nothing that dramatic, but everything reached some kind of peak and here I am, taking some time off work and trying to get medications. Today I saw my doctor. That was weird. 

I am not doing well, but I am better than you'd think. Well, maybe not what you'd think,, but it's definetly what I think. Or what I would think. Or something.

I'm taking tomorrow off and I'm gonna try to get my mind off all the stress caused by my fuckin' job. I gotta get my mind off this stuff, I tell you. I get fuckin' obsessed. My dad used to tell me I dwelled on things too much.

Anyway, I thought I'd tell you this stuff because...well, man, I needed to talk to somebody and you're the lucky recipient. Thanks for being there, man.

See you later.