Help a Husband Survive the Taylor Swift Ticket Crisis!

Friends, family, kind strangers of the internet... I need your help. My wife, the most devoted Swiftie you’ve ever met, has been dreaming of seeing Taylor Swift in Miami this October. And when I say "dreaming," I mean obsessing. If I don't get her tickets for October 18, 19, or 20, I will hear about it. Forever.

She’s been a diehard fan since the day Taylor released her first album. We even bought a record player JUST so she could hear every little vinyl crackle of Fearless while doing the dishes. We now have enough Taylor Swift vinyl’s to cover our walls if we ever decide to redecorate... not that she’d take it that far – I hope.

Here’s the kicker: my wife, in a bold act of optimism, booked a hotel for the Miami shows over six months ago, confident that she’d somehow snag a ticket. So, we’re going either way, ticket or not. If we don't hit the goal, we’ll still be in Miami, tailgating outside the stadium with other ticketless Swifties, crying into our overpriced snacks and sharing “what could’ve been” stories. That’s where your help comes in—let’s get her inside the stadium, not just outside it with the rest of the Swiftie heartbreak club.

The Swiftie situation has reached a fever pitch here at home. Every day, I hear about “The Eras Tour” like it’s the second coming, and if she doesn’t go? Well, let’s just say the soundtrack to my life will become an endless chorus of “I’ll never be able to see her live!!”

Now, I know what you’re thinking—just buy the tickets. Easier said than done, my friend. I’m a good husband, but I’m not made of ticket money. Taylor Swift tickets are not concert tickets; they’re a financial investment. I’ve seen mortgage payments that cost less than these seats. So, I’m asking for your help to prevent a personal "All Too Well" situation. If we don’t raise enough, I’ll be stuck in a Blank Space of regret for the rest of my life. Save me from an eternity of listening to stories about how she almost went, but didn’t.

Donate today to send my wife to Taylor Swift, and in return, I’ll have peace, and you’ll know you’ve contributed to the survival of a man who might otherwise be doomed to a lifetime of “Look What You Made Me Do” quotes.