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TIFU by throwing my girlfriend a surprise birthday party

So this happened yesterday and I still feel like the world’s biggest idiot. My girlfriend (27F) and I (29M) have been dating for almost a year. Her birthday was coming up and I wanted to do something special. I’m not exactly the “grand romantic gesture” type, but I thought hey, a surprise party would be cute. I invited some friends, bought decorations, and even got one of those obnoxious confetti cannons because I thought it would be hilarious. Here’s where I majorly f***ed up: I forgot that she has PTSD related to loud noises. She’s told me about it before, and I knew it was a thing, but in my tiny peanut brain I thought, “eh, she’ll be fine, this is different.” Spoiler: it was not different. She walks in, the lights flick on, everyone yells “SURPRISE!!!” and I set off the confetti cannon. Instead of laughing, she immediately collapsed to the floor shaking and crying. Party goes dead silent. My friends are looking at me like I just punted a kitten into traffic. We ended up spending the rest of the night in the ER because her panic attack got so bad she couldn’t breathe. Thankfully she’s okay now, but she is (rightfully) furious with me. I’ve apologized about 600 times but I know this one is going to take a while to recover from. So yeah. Instead of being the thoughtful boyfriend who pulled off a fun surprise, I became the dumbass who turned his girlfriend’s birthday into a trauma flashback session.

TL;DR: Tried to throw my girlfriend a surprise birthday party, forgot she has PTSD with loud noises, triggered a massive panic attack, spent the night in the ER.

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