Alcohol blackouts, ladies and gentlemen! There’s nothing like waking up and going, “Hold on, did I adopt a llama last night? Something is fuzzy…” It’s like your own personal episode of the Twilight Zone – minus the alien invasions.
Fact is, if you succumb to the sweet call of the vino or take a couple good swigs of grandpa’s cough medicine and suddenly time hops forward, you’ve likely had a blackout. This isn’t about the darkening of lights in a city or a football game, it’s gaping holes of confusion in your cozy nest of cocktail-related recollections. And folks, it can happen to anyone who touches the hard stuff – whether you’re the seasoned downer of brewskis or a fresh to the field frat boy.
See, blackouts give your brain a nasty hangover. You’re partying hard, feeling looser than a pair of XL yoga pants, and suddenly, your gray matter decides to clock out early. Why? Too much happy juice, my friends. There’s the fragmentary blackout, the “Hey, I remember some of that” kind, where bits and bobs are spotty, like a Swiss cheese memory. Then there’s the en bloc blackout aka the “full ninja”, wherein your recollection of events doesn’t just walk out of the room; it leaps out the window and runs barefoot into the night only to reappear in the morning asking for more than aspirin. Deep stuff, right? It’s like those wild nights just vanished into a wormhole. (Not every alcohol-related experience needs to involve wormhole physics but here we are.)
But let’s not confuse blackouts with the fine art of passing out, because, surprise, they’re not the same thing. When you pass out, that’s your body’s way of saying, “Okay, party animal, you’re grounded!” and off to dreamland. If you’re blacking out, on the other hand, you are in the land of the living but your brain’s playing hide-and-seek with your memories, effectively cutting the recording cable mid-movie. It does, however, preserve the scary ability to transition from record-scratch blackouts to a full-on snoozefest. Picture the scene. One minute you’re throwing shapes on the dance floor, the next you’ve face-planted into the fondue.
So what jazzes up the odds of you having a blackout, you ask? Binge drinking is a top contender, you know, necking shots like you’re in a wild west movie. Some medications look at alcohol and say “Hold my beer,” mixing to create the perfect blackout cocktail. Remember kids, pills and pilsners don’t mix.
But, the plot twist: blackouts don’t necessarily mean you’ve got an alcohol use disorder. That’s like saying a love for pranks makes you a qualified clown. But, it might be a tap on the shoulder suggesting you rethink your boozy relationshipSponsored Product. So if you’ve been playing too much memory-roulette with your grey matter, net yourself some details about blackouts and alcohol.