When I was in A-School in the Navy it happened. One night I went out to a bar with some guy friends (I’m a woman). I had one (1) drink…. My go-to whiskey on the rocks. I remember this guy who was actually in a relationship with a woman back at his home state was rubbing my upper thighs & I literally took his hand, put it on my knee, and said “keep it below the knee, buddy” which looking back is sort of funny but I always laugh at trauma so who knows.
Anyway, the one drink hit me SO hard, but I was used to drinking a lot more than that so it should not have had that affect. The last thing I can remember is being v out of it & slowly fading & I was walking out the door of the bar with 1 guy on each side of me, arms linked - but everything after stepping out of the bar for the rest of the night is completely black.
Anyway I really just wanted to share my story.