Mine?
I snooped and found out my SO was going to propose on my 20th birthday.
I was so nervous he was going to do it in the restaurant. Because of my social anxiety and everything. He didn't, and it was what I expected from us at the time in our lives, but eh.
Kinda wish i never found out, but still. Whats done is done.
And no, Im not telling y'all how I found out.
Since this thread was created I've been trying really hard to remember something specific. I'm constantly in situations where I say something that I realize is wrong or rude and I let it go, but it eats me up inside. I just can't remember anything that fits into a story.
Sorry. I have something that kind of bothers me about the last time I saw my friend alive, but I've told his story too many times at this point. If I think of something else, I'll post it.