Heroin and Hashem
“I was arrested for heroin possession on a cloudy Saturday morning in downtown Tel Aviv. My drug dealer and I were on the road in his little white Peugot. I had five grams in my pocket. When I checked the rearview mirror and saw the red flashing lights of the mishtara—the Israeli police—I was so high I didn’t even flinch.”
whoa. how poigiant. where is she now i wonder? can we find her on JDate?
i’m sorry, that was obnoxious.
great and inspirational story…..there really is nothing better than a good high…only problem is coming down….something that the author’s friend Jenny doesn’t have to worry about anymore!!
Touching, and heart-felt.
Makes me wonder about the direciton I’m heading.
I miss the old city and all I met there, the Orthodox life I’ve once experienced. Now my life is mine again, to run as I please.
great story! thanks for posting it
I enjoyed your story. It is one that is not often told in our community.