🚀 go-pugleaf

I'm going to start off by saying that this is a serious and legitimate
question.  Those who have read my posts in the past may realise that I'm
normally quite sarcastic and jokey about things, but this is not one of
those times.

It's about things that happened on New Year's Eve.  Many people were
drunk (for obvious reasons) and havin' a great time.  As was I.  I admit
I was drunk, but not sloppy drunk like I've been in the past.  I was
somewhere between tipsy and drunk when what happened did happen...

Party Number One:

Chuck and I went to our friend Mitch's place.  Had a great time, watched
a drag show with Paul and Stephan (don't know the stage names) and had a
few drinks.

Party Number Two:

Chuck and I went to his friend's house named Jeremy.  We had a few more
drinks and rang in the new year there.  I resisted all temptation to
have  cigarrette even though a lit one was put into my hands and held to
my lip.  My one crowning acheivement for the night (proves I had
willpower and higher reasoning was working).

Party Number Three:

Went to Icon.  I got a little bit bored and got up to go to Icon.  I
don't remember much more than leaving my coat at the front, then being
in some guy's car and telling him "NO", then getting my coat from Coat
Check then being at Chuck's place (plans were to crash there anyways).

What I am about to tell people is VERY serious and I won't release any
names.  But there's a hole in my memory for that later part of the
evening when I couldn't remember.  I was told by someone that I was
hanging around this person (the person who I told "NO" to in the car)
all night and necking with him near a pool table.  For anyone who knows
me, this is NOT me.  Not even when I am drunk.  I can't even remember
this happening.  There is a period of several hours which is completely
gone in my memory, only partially reconstructed by talking with friends
about what happened.

This same someone told me this person had bought me a drink, ONE.  I've
gone through and calculated the number of drinks I had that evening.  3
at Mitchs (small glasses), 3 at Jeremy's (small glasses) and one at Icon
that I was told was bought for me.  I was not feeling sick, nautious or
light headed before I started drinking either.

The missing time and lack of drinks has me wondering why I was feeling
the way I did.  I'm even wondering if part of these symptoms may have
been due to someone slipping me something at one point (possibly into
that one drink I had given to me).

I know it sounds paranoid and silly to those I was with because I did
appear drunk no doubt.  But I've never felt as strange (and a strange
feeling of being betrayed or violated as well).  Nothing sexual (no
heavy petting, oral or intercourse) happened, but I KNOW what happened
that night wasn't ALL alcohol.

Can someone please tell me if they've had a similar experience, when and
what they suspect it was?  Also if you could share your symptomology
during your exposure to it.

I'm sure that many people will realise what drug I think I was slipped
if they have taken any anti-assault training courses, but I don't want
to influence oppinions.  After what happened, I don't want to go
anywhere near a night club for quite some time.  It's the closest
feeling to assault that I've experienced ever and it's not something I'd
care to feel again.

Again, please don't joke about this infront of me or treat me as though
something didn't happen.  It did happen, I just am not entirely sure
what happened and how.  It took me quite some time figuring out what
might have happened and it's not a fun process.

Thanks

Brian Kneebone
bkneebon@chat.carleton.ca