Yesterday morning I felt depressed when I first got out of bed. But then I felt better when fixing breakfast. But while I was fixing breakfast I picked up something from the floor to throw away and then my lower back hurt. That sunk my mood way down. The back pain remained for the rest of the day and night.

This morning the pain is still there but not as bad. I'm still having it late this afternoon but I think it could get better by tomorrow.

I cleaned, this morning, despite having the back pain. I felt depressed in the afternoon. Someone, this afternoon I spoke to, reminded me that I don't do much with my life - like trying new things. It made me feel bad talking about it. I don't know why people have to be insensitive. When having depression, I don't feel like trying new things. Besides, I have tried new things and it all didn't work out.