I got slipped a roofie last night. Random complaining and shouting. I was out with friends last night in my hometown of Austin, TX. Made a rookie mistake-left my drink on the table repeatedly while we danced. →[More:] By the end of my second drink, I was stumbling, confused, disoriented. I went to the ladies room and that's the last thing I remember until I woke up in the ER five hours later. Rape kit negative, thank God. Friends found me passed out, unresponsive, weak pulse on the floor of the ladies room. I feel okay today-tired, achy, all bruised up from likely falling down. And not hung over of course because I had very little to drink. But I am PISSED AS HELL. Why would someone do this to someone else? I was with a big group, it's not like I would have been an easy mark to pull into the backseat of a car and rape. I was wearing some nice jewelry so maybe that's why? I'm struggling to piece together something, anything from that time and just drawing a blank. I feel like a baby-here I am, having ended up in the best possible place after such a bad situation-alive, not attacked-and all I can do is be mad. Thanks for letting me rant a bit.