My father picked me up right after my last shot of fetty he didnt know what I was going thru he brought me to his home in North Dakota and I was basically left to detox alone with my younger sister my dad drives truck so he ended up leaving me I begged and cried and screamed let me go home but he wouldn't I felt like I was in prison and I began to get very week I had no choice but to detox as I didnt know anyone that did drugs here to help me

Noticing that I was willing to do anything to get my fix but it was so hard when I was brought to a new town where I knew absolutely no one and stranded i became sick and very week I begged everyone I could get to listen to help me find my fix but to no avail I could only lay here and fantasize about how I would feel better soon as I found my drugs

First time feeling normal from this detox only its 3 am and why cant I sleep really wish I could get tf over it detox day 4