Definition: In this task, you are given a Reddit post as a text. Your task is to generate a title for this text. The title should start with "TIFU by", followed by a situation that caused humor. The title should contain 7-12 words, ideally.
Input: Text: throwaway because my siblings know who i am and idk this is something i don't want associated with my reddit account. maybe because it's a personal story. obligatory this happened a few weeks ago, but it's been on my mind for a while so i want to vent my fuck up.

backstory: so my dad and i are not on very good terms, ever. there's a lot of fighting between us (and in the entire family) growing up like most typical asian parents/families. that doesn't mean we hate each other; we love each other, but we struggle expressing it. it's hard for us to do anything together without it ending in screaming or yelling. we're just such different people, and we just lost all ways to connect to each other. it sucks, because i want to be a good son, but there's just no way for us to really relate to each other anymore. me going away to college was kinda a good thing, it gave us less time to hate each other because we have less time to see each other.

cue pokemon go, released last summer. when it came out, i got the app and so did the rest of my family. we actually played it together, which was interesting because that *never* happened before. of course, my parents still had work, i was on summer break doing an internship, and my siblings were also working but still playing the game. we'd talk about it all the time, like "omg look what i caught!" and stuff like that. it was an exciting experience. sometimes we'd go on family drives to the nearby pokestop/gym (living in the suburbs, there's only 2 nearby). it was definitely an interesting experience because it never ended in yelling.

when college resumed (entering my senior year), my dad helped me move in to my new apartment. the first thing we noticed was that there were 2 pokestops within reach of my bedroom. he joked about how unfair that was because we only had 2 pokestops in my town, and here back at college there are like a thousand pokestops and gyms nearby. anyways, after moving in, he went on his way, and that ended the summer. every time he came to visit me in college--whether it was to pick me up for something, drop off something, or whatever--he'd always go back on pokemon go and swipe for all the stops. even when everyone stopped playing, my family would still play and talk about it well throughout the school year.

then one day, in like february, my friend was showing me her collection of pokemon (afaik, me, her, and my dad are the only ones still playing pgo). she had 20 charizards, 20 gyarados, 5 dragonites and tyranitars and everything...and i was like "wait a minute. we used to only have like 3 strong pokemon each, wtf happened?!" and she showed me that she started spoofing the game. she set it up on my phone in less than 20 seconds and suddenly i was in california, catching wild charmanders. (btw, in my 27 levels of legit gameplay, it took one quick spoof to catch my *second* charmander in my entire life. the first charmander was the free one they give you when you start the game.)

instantly i was hooked to spoofing. i didn't use it to conquer gyms or catch op strong pokemon; in fact, i still only have 3 strong pokemon, and they're currently occupying random gyms in idk-where asia and they've been there for months (rip no more vaporeons). i used it to travel the world tbh, visiting places around the world (me: "let's go to the eiffel tower, or the berlin wall, or the great wall of china, hell let's go to australia!") eventually, i spoofed myself to boredom and quit the game. (once you spoof, you'll never play aloof.) it just defeats all the purpose of the game, and it's no longer interesting to me anymore.

on the last day of college, when my dad came to help me pack up and leave, he started up the pokemon go app again. he said, "bet you're gonna miss these pokestops, huh?" and i casually replied, "nah, nobody plays anymore. everybody just hacks nowadays, the game is dead." he responded, "oh..." and that was that.

i'll never forget that look on his face. he looked sad, kinda like a defeated sad. as if this was his favorite game, and i just told him it sucks. woops. i'm fucking crying right now while typing this. it feels like the last thing that kept us together was gone. and i feel like such a shitty son for what i did. i didn't even know how important this was to him until i just dropped the bomb like that. i killed the game for myself, and i kinda just killed the game for my dad too. it's so obvious he was only playing to keep in touch with his kids. this was the first effort he made to actually connect with us again in a long time, since we're all adults now. and i fucking slaughtered it. i'm such a shitty son. even at graduation, which happened like a few days ago, *i still yelled at my parents.* i can't help it and i don't know how to fix it. i wish it was easier, but holy shit is this hard.

TIFU by spoofing Pokemon Go