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: *i initially wrote this last night, but second guessed myself..*

yeah, like most - i didn't fuck up today. but tonight, i sure realized the magnitude of my fuck up from years ago. i'm a little blown away, sitting on my bed in disbelief, having just gotten home from a spontaneous 2 hour drive coming from my hometown.. from my 10 year "reunion" with some friends to be specific. reddit this fuck up happened over 10 years ago and this shit just came to haunt me... on my 28th birthday. 

growing up, i got to meet a lot of my dad's friends over the years and they're quite the characters. this one guy in particular, my dad would hang out with quite often, while i was around the ages of 6-10. he had his own shop that they'd hang out and drink beer, and what not. i got to know this guy pretty well and his younger son (younger of the two - 6 years apart). we ended up moving a few cities over and this friend started having a hard time after his wife split with his kid. apparently she had disappeared with the youngest and the eldest stayed with my dad's friend. this didn't phase me much... i was probably 10 when this happened. 

fast forward a few years and i'm now a sophomore in high school and active in sports. one sport had this ridiculously witchy coach. unfortunately i couldn't drop that sport because it was required for me to do for another sport i played. part of off-season conditioning. (reddit, i learned petty at a young age... you'll see.) one day, probably while i was being a brat, this coach and i got into an argument and she sent me home. i was all pissed off and venting to my dad and i spewed her name... "coach witch witchy (but her first and last name) is an asshole!" or some ridiculous insult some emotional high school fetus would say.. i'll never forget the look my dad gave me....  

he asked me to repeat her name, so i did. he asked me if i had a picture of her, so i showed him the last years yearbook photo. he asked me how much i knew about her and i said what i knew. she was a witch, her son was on varsity football and a pretty well known and well liked guy. i may have had a crush on him at one point. so my dad says to me "that's my friend's son and wife..." and proceeded to remind me of what had occurred years prior. he had since stopped talking to his friend after his friend moved to the next state over and said he wouldn't know what to do with the info anyways.

so what did i do? i take my stupid petty ass to myspace messenger and i search the younger son's name. i message him and ask him if he's talked to his dad lately.... because we were longtime friends. reddit... he told me his dad died when he was younger. so i fucking told him nope. not true. i showed him his dad's profile and photos and showed him a photo of us growing up and he had told me his mom had told him he had passed away when he was a kid.... he thanked me and i literally never talked to him again. he ended up graduating and i did my own thing obviously. 

well tonight happened... and i'm chit chatting with some old high school friends. tons of them were on the football team, so it happened. damnit. someone brought up the younger son. and the mood got heavy. i was completely oblivious (having joined the military and leaving home)... then it dropped - they told me he slipped into a huge depression after he graduated and let his life kind of go down the drain, then disappeared roughly 5 years ago. that moment i realized..... i probably ruined his life with a family secret. 

i never found out from his family or mine the circumstances in which his depression came about or the details of his life after school... and how or why he disappeared. but i know i changed his life with that info. selfishly. just to get back at my coach/his mom. and i honestly don't know if i want to dig to find out more.

i ended up leaving not even 10 minutes after that and drove the super long way home just so i could think about my shittiness.

TIFU by bringing someone's dad back to life.