Jad to dope myself with cloni, lyrica, oxy and clonidine just to make to the first appointment at 11. He cannot help me anymore with my pain. Pain clinic sched for March, who lives who dies in the meantime. Then friend of mine called me from Orlando and held me on phone for almost two hours. I took a nap but forgot I put my phone on mite during morning appointment and missed an alarm for my psych apotmnt in the afternoon. These oxys seem like empty bullets. Took one four hours ago, felt alright and two hours later pain comes again and it messes up my cloni scheduke. I dont know if the whole fucking world is like this but it feels like someone will flip it just like a coin amd everything will go to hell everyone confused and flying through the space while planet Earth is dissapearing further and further away. I am unable to correspond with most of the people, it tires me and aggrevates me because I have a feeling everyone is full of shit. I have a death anniversary coming up in a few weeks time. How many people around me can relate to that? Zero. Nobody. If I am going throughnso much pain and misery now and for a long time (simce October 2020, with one month of respite in 2022) I can only conclude from point of view of action/reactiom laws that I had utmost joyful periods and now I am rolling through this uncomfortable phase of life. Hope is not lost only because I believe in possibilities, that one day things will turn and I am living mediocre nice life, balanced, work, home, friends couole of times a week, fam also, few days of me time to read, play music, watch movies/series, learning new things. Thats what I want, just simple and ordinary life. Omwards!