Bruh Moment: I Cannot Stop Saying Bruh

I honestly don’t know how it got to this point. I started to say “bruh” ironically, you know, just to make fun of the people who say it. But soon it forced its way into my daily life. It invaded my vernacular until there was little I could do without saying it. Now, I can’t properly react to anything anyone ever tells me. The best I can offer is “bruh."

I can’t have an actual conversation without using the word as a beginning or end to every other sentence. All of my emotions: joy, worry, sadness, excitement, fear have all been reduced to a single word. No matter how hard I try to put my thoughts and emotions into real words with real meaning behind them, I feel myself grasping at straws. 

I knew I had a problem when I received a phone call this morning from my sister. My mom had been hospitalized. I felt a wave of intense emotion overcome me, a deep wash of sadness and worry. Yet at the same time, I heard myself say “That is a bruh moment, dude”. A bruh moment. That is my life now. It can’t make it stop. 

Not enough people are taking this problem seriously. Please. If anyone out there is thinking of “ironically” using a phrase please think again. You never know if it will take over your life until it’s the only thing you think about. Bruh this. Damn bruh. Bruh moment. It never stops. Save yourself.