Lynn’s Story:
I used to think partying was so much fun. I’d get drunk with my friends and even though I didn’t always remember what we did, there were always jokes and stories the next day. Then I became one of the jokes/stories; only I didn’t think it was funny anymore.
After a long night of drinking, I passed out at a party. The only thing I remember is this guy I barely know coming into the room and kissing me. He was kind of hot, so I didn’t stop him. The problem is, when I woke up several hours later, my clothes were off and I had no idea what had happened. The guy was long gone by then. I honestly couldn’t remember anything beyond kissing him.
The next day, a friend came up to me and was teasing me about what she’d heard. Apparently this guy was telling everyone how “wild, hot I was in bed.” I was a virgin before this happened and I wouldn’t have willing had sex with this guy, but I don’t remember what happened. I wish I had never gotten drunk that night. When I started doing shots, I had no idea I’d end up worrying about pregnancy, STI, and my reputation.