THE NIGHT I WAS DRUGGED

I usually don't post a lot of personal things, because I'm a fairly private person and simply prefer writing about my interests and making jokes. This, however, is an exception. It is a list about a horrible thing that happened to me. See it as a cautionary list. I would add a trigger warning, but I figured that the title also serves that purpose.
  1. About 4 years ago, I had a very unpleasant experience. This is my account of that experience, from what I remember and what others have told me about it.
  2. Thomas, who is one of my best friends, and I went to a party in Amsterdam, which turned out to be the release party for some DJ's new album.
  3. We had a couple of drinks, danced a bit, we met a Dutch rapper we both like a lot. Good times were had by all.
  4. And then at some point... Everything goes to black.
  5. I woke up in my bed somewhere around 3pm the next day, feeling worse than I ever had before. I had no earthly idea how I got there.
  6. Then my mom came into my room and told me what happened, from what my friend had told her and my dad.
  7. Apparently my friend had lost sight of me for a little bit, 15 minutes or so, after going to the bathroom. When he finally found me again, I was apparently talking and dancing with a girl he found rather suspicious looking. 'Dancing' may not have been the right term though, because he said we kept falling over and smashing into things.
  8. So he decided that it was time to pull me out of there and go home. I was clearly not doing well.
  9. He managed to get me in my coat and out the door. We walked towards the square nearby, so he could figure out what to do.
  10. On our way there he had to steer me to make sure I didn't walk into things or fell over again.
  11. When we got there, the puking started. According to Thomas I was throwing up all over the square. Nobody wanted to help him out a bit.
  12. Eventually that calmed down and he got me to sit down on a bench. There he tried to ask me what my parents' phone number was so he could call them to come and get us. He didn't know what else to do. We live in a town close to Amsterdam, and he didn't think a taxi would take me in my state.
  13. I did not respond to his questions. I just kind of sat there, stared ahead, and mumbled incoherent things in both Dutch and English. I also nearly nodded off a couple of times, so he also had to keep me awake.
  14. After a while, he finally got me to tell him the passcode to my phone, and he called my dad, who immediatelly came to get us. This was around 4am.
  15. When we got home, I was still in a bad state. I apparently kept repeating things like "I'm so fucked up." Everyone was obviously very worried. Then they put me in my bed, where I instantly fell asleep.
  16. I do not remember a single second of any of that. It is a blank spot in my memory, and that scares the shit out of me, to this day.
  17. In hindsight I probably should have gone to the hospital to get a blood test, but I did not. I do not remember why I didn't do that.
  18. Like I said at the beginning, I didn't have that much to drink. Not nearly enough to get a reaction like this. I had 3 or 4 beers and 1 glass of whisky. That's it. That is barely enough to get me tipsy. I also had a proper dinner beforehand.
  19. I am someone who always wants to stay in control of his thoughts and actions. That's why I never get shitfaced drunk. That's why even the thought of using drugs scares me. I want to be able to think clearly at all times.
  20. So the conclusion Thomas and my parents came to fairly quickly, was that someone must have put something in my drink. And after hearing the whole story from them, that seemed like the most likely to me as well. Thomas suspects the girl I mentioned earlier.
  21. I will never know for sure who did it, how they did it, what they did it with, or why they did it. That scares me. Having all of those horrible things happen to me and not remembering a single second of it scares me.
  22. I'm not even sure what frightens me more, the fact that it happened, or the fact that I don't remember.
  23. Ever since that horrifying experience, I always pay extreme attention to my drinks to make sure this never happens to me again.
  24. People tend to think that stuff like this mostly happens to women, or so I've noticed.
  25. It does not.
  26. It can happen to anyone, really.
  27. I'm not saying everybody should be paranoid about this stuff. Just please, pay attention, no matter your gender.
  28. So yeah, that's it. I thought it could be an important story to share with you guys. Also, a shout out to @ltoiaivao for encouraging me to share it.