A Really Scary Situation

I had a really scary situation my first year at University, my first night there. The most likely reason for what happened was that something was put into my drink. There is a possibility that I just drank too much but I don’t think so. I ended up sleeping with someone unprotected and completely unaware of it. I assume it was unprotected as I don’t remember. A really scary thing to happen your first night of university and your first night away from home.

I woke up the next morning and I could feel it. I was back upstairs in my room somehow and I just didn’t feel right. My insides were twisting, I had to go to the bathroom and I felt like I was going to puke at the same time. I knew something was wrong but I fell back asleep and started having flashbacks of the night before. Then I woke up and remembered some of it. But I couldn’t move at first.

My parents and best friend were still in the city so I called them to say I didn’t really know what happened but I needed to go to the hospital. By 9 am when they came to get me, they had to half drag me there. But it was too late to do any testing because I’d slept through the night and in any case I had showered. I was so scared, I was crying, I was petrified.

Later that day, I decided to try to talk to the guy about it. I knew what we had been drinking and who I was talking to before anything happened but I didn’t know who I had been with. So I went to their room to ask them what happened the night before. I ended up speaking to the guy. He was very honest, he said that he was very drunk, he did have a girlfriend so he was very upset by this. I concluded that if something was put in my drink, it probably wasn't done by any of the people who lived there.

At that point, I began to feel better. My mother couldn't understand that. At first I was shocked but then I thought to myself that there was no point in ruining my life over this incident. I had been cleared of anything that could go wrong such as STDs. The guy was nice and he didn't have bad intentions. So I told myself that I was not going to dwell on it and let it destroy my life. There was just no point.

Maybe I am unusual but I feel that I recovered from this incident. It did take a year and a new university to do it though. Now, if I heard this happened to someone else, I would probably advise them to go to counselling. It would certainly be hard but it might be worthwhile. Perhaps - I can't really say because I didn't do it.

So, beware of how much you drink and keep your drink with you at all times.