I was at a bar with my bf and his friends a while ago. We all had a great time, dancing on tables, singing and drinking. I remember feeling totally fine one second, and the next I got VEEERY unsteady, and I lost connection with my body. I got confused and scared, but then just SO CALM. It was all types of weird. This is seconds here and there I remember, most things that happened doesn’t exist in my memory.
I became unconscious, and according to my bf, the few times I opened my eyes they looked very scared. He was told to get a taxi and get me to the emergency room fast. He managed to get me into the taxi and it started to drive. My boyfriend told me that during the drive the driver told him that he would have to pay 200$ extra if I threw up. Thren my bf said fuck no, stopped the driver and wanted to WALK to the emergency room. I was still unconscious, and he didn’t know why, or if my life was at risk.
Luckily for him, the police was driving around and saw me laying on the ground. They asked him what’s up, and drove us to the emergency room with blue lights on and fast. They took it very seriously and without them my bf would have been lucky to even get me to the emergency room. Turns out I got drugged that night.
It got worse, as he forced me to walk with shaky legs from the emergency room the day after. A walk that should have been 20min took me 2hours. Even started talking about the fact that he could have gotten drugged too, and that maybe he got a little dugged??? Even though he didn’t feel weird at all that night???
THEN he started to talk about him paying the taxi 40$ for the little drive and how much that was! Like he wanted me to pay him back or something?? He constantly stated that it was 40$ and how sick that was. (It’s the normal price around here.)
He looked up symptoms related to being drugged, and found that long term symptoms would mostly be trauma. The next weekend I had to be with his friends again and some people I didn’t know. They talked about that night and even made joked a little around me being drugged. (Not a lot but I felt awful.)
He also ignored me once when I said someone was following me. He was never scared of letting me walk around in town at night, but if a female friend did it, then he would have to follow her. He argues when I’m scared instead of making me feel better or protecting me. Other than that he’s a kind man that doesn’t want to hurt people but like.. This can NOT be normal??? Is this a relationship worth it? I’m scared I’m overreacting but keep in mind that most of this is told from his perspective, as I don’t remember that night.
EDIT: I forgot to say that I asked him what he would have done differently if this happened today, and paying the taxi was not on the list.
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