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TIFU by proposing at my little sisters birthday

FINAL EDIT: Please stop commenting. I’m gonna handle this myself. I thought this was a funny thing I could tell you guys but I guess it isn’t. Godspeed Reddit! I’m taking a brake from this thread.

So uh, hey. For some context, Im 26. And sorry but this is quite the long story.

My little sister [16F] turned 17 yesterday on the 24th. She had a small party and a few of her friends came over, it was kinda low key.

Basically, I had the idea to bring my girlfriend [24F] to the party; stupid as it sounds, but my girlfriend and my sister are kinda friends. I asked my mom and dad, and they were a bit hesitant at first, but then finally gave in and let her come over.

What I DIDNT tell my parents is that I intended to ask my girlfriend to marry me. I’ve been thinking this for a while, borrowed some money to buy the ring and everything, but we’ve been apart for a while so I needed the perfect time. And i thought my sisters party would be just that time.

So, day of the party.

My sister was having a fun time, opening gifts, having a barbecue in the backyard, hanging with her friends. It was fun.

I volunteered to put the candles on the cake and, when no one was looking, i dug the ring into the icing. I put the candles around it, lit them, and brought them out to the patio.

So we all sang, did all the usual birthday stuff and then my sister blew out the candles, I reached into the cake as if I was removing the candles. What I was actually doing was digging for the ring.

Now I apologize, but at the time I genuinely saw nothing wrong with this situation. I thought it would be a small, low key thing, but in hindsight it was beyond stupid.

Anyway, I got down on one knee, and turned to my girlfriend with the biggest dorkiest smile on my face.

I don’t know what I expected. Clapping? Cheering? But there was nothing. My sister and her friends just looked at me without saying anything. My mom and dad looked at me with stern looks. And my girlfriend just looked around nervously, and awkwardly excused herself.

So I got up, looked around, and followed her back into the house. I asked her what was wrong, but she said something along the lines of “I don’t want to talk to you right now” and left, and drove away.

I tried to brush it off as if nothing happened when I returned outside. But when I saw my sister, she looked really upset as if she was embarrassed for me. When I talked to her later, she said she didn’t like how I made her birthday about me. I thought she was overreacting, but my mom and dad have barely talked to me since, and i haven’t talked to my fiancé at all since yesterday.

TL;DR, I tried to make my sisters birthday about me, it backfired.

[EDIT: Got some spellings wrong, made a few mistakes. Sorry about that.]

[EDIT 2: Guys, Im trying to make amends. Please back off in the comments a bit. I know I messed up and i’m trying to move on.]

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