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| RUNNING WITH THE HERD |
| My experience of the drug Rohypnol is going out one night, to a bar in town and buying a drink. I asked them not to put them on the bar until I returned. I went to the toilet and came back. The bar lady had already put them on the bar. After that, I had my first drink. I was on my own at the time; I just wanted to go out for a drink. I was annoyed, just fancied going out and getting drunk and coming home again. All I vaguely remember is that somebody who spoke to me; or was about at the time. As I say I can�t remember, or pinpoint who it was. It sounded foreign, either Bosnian or Yugoslavian. Like I say, I�m not sure. I don�t know weather that was the beginning of the night or the end. Somewhere along the line, that�s all that sticks in my head is this voice, who�s speaking with this accent, I don�t know what their saying. All I can remember is that somebody was speaking, a male, and was speaking in a foreign language, in broken English. The next thing I remember is someone having sex with me. Me laying down, somebody has hold of my legs and somebody is having sex with me roughly. I don�t know where it is, all I know is its dark. It�s cold. There�s a window, I remember being in a room, with the window. I don�t remember seeing much outside the window other than it being dark. I was being held roughly, my legs were being held tight. Like I say, I don�t know, it could have been one person, six people, nine people, for all I know. I just don�t know. The next thing I remember is coming round, like waking up. You know, like, if you�ve been in a deep sleep and you�ve woken up and everything is a bit hazy. You�re not too sure where you are and what�s going on. Well that�s what it was like. I was in a field, or a bit of waste ground. Like I say, I�m not too sure exactly what it was, or where it was. I managed to get myself together a bit. All I remember is trying to find the hospital; I don�t know why I wanted to find the hospital. All I remember is wanting to find the hospital! I was naked and distraught. I wasn�t completely naked I was�half dressed. My clothes were all there, but not all of them were on, it was like someone had buttoned me up quick. I had a dress type top on, but I had a top on underneath, that was missing, but whoever tried to button it or maybe I did, I don�t know. It was buttoned higgledy piggledy. Things weren�t right; I had one shoe on and one shoe off. You know what I mean, and basically I had been dumped there, and everything with me had been dumped there too, except my purse and my money, which had gone. Also my five pound taxi money, which I had stuck in my shoe, just in case I need to get home. The next thing I remember is asking a man where the hospital was. I kept asking him where the hospital was, and he just looked at me as if I was an alien. I can�t remember to this day where it was that I had been dumped. I remember I got to Prebend street, I was at the top end near the hospital, that�s why I must have asked where the hospital was as I know it was at that end of Prebend street, I don�t remember now but it wasn�t like it was me. It was like someone had taken over my body, I knew what I was doing, but that was it. There was a gap between the man and me being on Prebend Street, other than that I don�t remember anything else. I remember being on the bridge at the top of Prebend Street and then the next thing I know I woke up at home. I couldn�t remember anything of the night before and why I was in the field, I couldn�t have been pissed because I have been pissed before and I have always remembered the night before. It might be a bit hazy; it comes back to you eventually. But this has not come back. I�m still having blanks now; I still can�t answer questions about what happened. I can�t give an answer to my partner because I just don�t know myself. I woke up later on, it was Sunday night and loads of people kept asking what the matter was, but I didn�t know. I couldn�t tell what the matter was, not to anyone, I felt lost. I have lost a couple of hours, here and there through my life, but you can recall them later on. I sat there for a day, and I kept trying to think of it. Just trying over and over again. I was making myself worse and worse, and by that evening I had to tell my partner. I had to tell him, and the only way I could do this was by saying, �I think I�ve done something wrong�? �What do you mean�? I said that I hadn�t got a clue. Well I didn�t know who to blame. All I knew is that, I�d gone out on my own after my partner had told me not too, and I went to the pub. I was drunk before I even got to the pub. I didn�t need to drink anymore, I was already drunk. I just went out to get drunk even more, but it didn�t work out like that. So blokes can go out and get pissed up, and then go and get pissed up even more, and be quiet safe. But not us. I explained everything to my partner just how I have explained it to you � and then he cried. He knew by what I said that I had been date raped. When I explained it to the doctor and the police they said the same thing. The police got some really nice lady to come out and see me. She sent me off for all the tests, and believe me, those tests aren�t nice. They are most degrading; they make you feel worse than what actually happened in the first place. You have to go for an aids test twice. Then you have to go for a hepatitis test, a, b and c. They test for only one thing at a time and they scrape the inside of the vagina and uterus, and I mean scrape hard. That�s not a joke, that�s serious. They gave me some nasty smelly guy, to do it, instead of a female. It should have been a women, he made me fell like I was in the wrong. He made me feel that nasty, I came out of there crying. I didn�t like his attitude towards me, he just judged me like it was my fault, I found it very degrading. Counselling, I wouldn�t say it was very good. I had to go a see some stupid toffee nosed police women, who thinks she knows everything. When really they should be getting rape victims to be councillors. Date rape does not just happen to women, it happens to men too. It also happens to strait men not just gay men. There�s not enough money for rape victims especially for men. When you go out make sure you don�t leave your drink unattended if you do, leave it with someone you really trust. Try and buy bottles instead of other drinks so you can place your thumb over the top of it. This will stop people from putting anything inside. Even at the bar, watch the bar person as they attend to your drink. |
| Chrissy's Story |
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