I'm writing this while tears are streaming down my face, so please bear with me.
Last night we went to a holiday party and then a bar. Over a 5-hour period, I had exactly 8 drinks. In that time, I also ate a bunch of meat, mashed potatoes, and bread. I was tipsy when we went to the bar, but nothing crazy. I remember going to the bar, I was talking to a friend, and then... it just cuts out. Like a movie or something. I was talking to my friend about our parents' company and then nothing. I woke up this morning in bed.
FI then tells me that shortly after my friends left, I became completely unresponsive, passed out, and when they tried to get me to walk, I collapsed on the ground. When the Uber got to our condo, he yelled my name and slapped my face to wake me up. Nothing. He left me on the couch and then I guess I got up and got some water and went to bed. I have no memory of this.
I have no hangover. I can tell you exactly what was going on until everything was just nothing. This is completely unusual. I'm not saying this happened, but one time I was roofied in college, and it was a really similar experience. I told someone it happened and she said she had seen me drunk so I was just drunk (she was going to a date party that night at that frat house). No one listened to me then. And it turns out no one listens to me now. FI said something along the same lines: "I would think it was weird but I've seen you drunk, soooo...." He then changed his tune, saying that yes it was completely unusual, but he didn't see anything happen at the bar, so he just doesn't know.
I feel alone and scared and fragile. I'm sorry to unload on you ladies but I really need someone to listen and believe me. I don't know what I think happened, but I feel sure something did.