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: flashback to the past, almost exactly one year ago. you’re 25 and currently at your peak on many levels. your physique is at its best it’s ever been and you’re excelling in your professional life. you just completed a big project, you’re driving home with a big smile on your face and amazing prospects are waiting. your confidence is at its highest. you think making mistakes is not a problem, there’s all the time in the world to make apologies, fix what you’ve done wrong and make amends. your social life is busy and just the way you want it. you’ve surrounded yourself with successful friends, hoping they would push and propel you in the right direction. a feel-good rush that seems to last forever. you still live at home though, saving all your money and have been doing that for years. there’s a good reason to do so: you don’t want to lock yourself into a position where you’d really wanted to do something but couldn’t because of financial or other reasons. you are convinced that at some time, some big change will come, something you really want to do, and you’ll be able to, by then relying on the resources you’ve been stashing for years. you find this very important.

during your most successful, eventful and fulfilling month, right smack bang in the beginning of summer, when free time is abundant, an opportunity presents itself. and not just any opportunity. a once in a life-time thing and it’s huge. you know it. a sudden realization: your careful planning has worked out for you! your friends have pushed you to the next level, the confidence is there to back it up and your conservative approach has paid off: you’re free to do whatever and go wherever you want. everything has culminated into this night of big things and everything you need is there. your skillset is complete to make it a big win. this opportunity is exactly what you’ve been waiting for.

and it’s not like this opportunity was hard to get. no. it was *handed* to you. on a silver platter. right in the middle of your face. you can’t miss it. point blank. you didn’t ask for it, it just came to you. it came to you and sat on your face. it even showed you the way. this opportunity wasn’t opt-in, it was opt-out! the only thing you have to do, is take it home. grab the opportunity with both hands and finish the damn job.

you start dreaming. you’d finally be done living conservatively. new goals were going to be set and those will be your main occupancy in the future. you won’t have to worry about what goals to set in your life, because the life you will be living *was the goal*. what you were saving for, is happening. it’s an all-in bet that you can’t lose: happiness awaits. not bullshit happiness as in winning the lottery, but real happiness as in finally doing the things and living a life you envied for such a long time.

unfortunately, your short-sightedness, cockiness, testosteron-laden bullshit and a series of consecutive mistakes – pardon my french – fucked it up. you screw yourself royaly, and while you’re doing that, you *know* you’re doing it. the scale of your fuckup is so big it defies any rationality. no amount of words even begin to describe. this is an 8 on the ines scale. it’s worse than the chernobyl and fukushima nuclear disasters combined.

in the course of the following days, the realization of just how big of a mistake you’ve made is sinking in. it is making you physically ill. the emotional impact is unlike you’ve ever experienced before. you try a few mediocre attempts at fixing it, but you know it’s too late. your failure and the future that could have been is the only thought on your mind and you’re constantly distracted by it. you could have had everything, you only had to take it home. just a little bit of effort. that rush you were living on, and philosophy that you can fix anything, is gone. you are still stumped that you thought of yourself as a smart guy and you were still capable of blowing this up.

fast forward to the present time. now you’re 26. you’ve made several improvements in your life, but the opportunity you had in the past is gone. it will never return. all those years you’ve been saving and preparing are wasted and you simply cannot stop thinking about that fateful day. you recognize that your time here is finite and there’s no way back. it goes as far as willing to re-do your *entire* life, from birth, just to arrive at that same moment in the past and do it right that time. you feel old and time is passing you by. the emotions are like elephants tied to your chest and you have to tow them everywhere with you.

even a year later, when that fateful date is about to roll by again (it’s etched into your head), you still think about it. and in this period, the feeling is so strong you freeze. you even hope something similar will happen again, but you know that the chances of that are so low, that you are considering using the word impossible. you’re even setting up your agenda to make the weeks surrounding this particlar date to be similar to last year. to make matters worse, your scientific mind knows there’s no correlation between a date in the future and that something like that is going to happen again.

the question is. what do you do now?

TIFU: How hard can you fail at something?