Conversation just now

I work with my father.   I hate every second of it.   This is the conversation we just had:

Father:  So what's got you in such a funk lately? 

(I've been sick for about a year, I hurt all over, I took medication that made me sicker, my ex husband and his wife wrote 10 page hate letters to me if my kids wanted to miss one hour with their father, my husband didn't care, and .....my husband just left me because he didn't want to be my partner.)

Me:   What hasn't got me in a funk?

Father:   Well, you look fine.  I mean you don't have any outward signs of broken bones or anything.

(How sympathetic he is.)

Me:  (I look down at the floor and get ready to cry again).   (For the past year, I have averaged crying about 5 minutes of every hour.   For the past month, I have averaged crying about 15 minutes of every hour.  For the last 4 days I have cried about 45 minutes of every hour).