"No choice given"
A few years ago, I was at a bar to celebrate a friends' birthday. I went to the bar to get a drink and someone offered to buy my drink for me. I said ok and re-joined my friends. Lots of things are blurry or gone from my memory but I remember going to the bathroom and then not being able to stand up. I was then kicked out of the bar by security, while my friends were trying to plead with the staff to help (which they did not). I laid on the ground and threw up continuously. While my friend was trying to help me, she was catcalled by a man in a car. When she dismissed him, he called her names. Thanks to my beautiful friends, they were able to keep me safe from further harm. I felt at fault for awhile after for accepting a drink from a stranger, but I came to realize that no one should be worried that they are going to be drugged. Sending love and light to all those who have had experiences of harassment and hate.