Fuck My Life
I think it is telling what acronyms have surfaced in the texting age. Simple ones like BRB and LOL, are understandable. Those are functional, even if LOL is abused and divorced from its original meaning. But how about one’ like FML. Does everyone know what that one means? Fuck My Life! FUCK IT! FUCK MY LIFE!
The greatest gift that any of us has is that we are alive. That every morning we get up and create our world anew. Yet the phrase “fuck this gift from an unknowable god! Fuck it right in its stupid ass hole” is so universal that we not only all think it, we think it so much that once someone made an acronym out of it the rest of us just went “FYL? Does that stand for fuck my life? Yeah, that’s funny. I was just thinking that.”
Because we are all losing. That might sound pessimistic, but it’s not. It’s hilarious. Life is a race being run in a circle with everyone focusing on the person in front of us wondering how we can catch up, but once we do we just get to the next person, until if we eventually run fast enough we start chasing someone who looks suspiciously like us from behind and the second we manage to put a hand down on his shoulder, we are startled because WHO THE FUCK JUST TAPPED ME? And then we look back and that familiar haircut and jacket are gone.