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Guys I am in a relationship with tung tung (67M)

Hi everyone. I never thought I would be making a post like this, but I genuinely need advice because my friends and family are starting to think I’ve completely lost it. About six months ago, as a joke, I started watching those ridiculous “tung tung sahur” memes at 3 AM. At first it was ironic. You know, one of those things where you send it to your friends because it sounds stupid and everyone laughs for five minutes. But somewhere along the line, it stopped being ironic for me.

Now I think about tung tung sahur constantly.

Every morning I wake up and the first thing in my head is “TUNG TUNG TUNG SAHURRRR.” I don’t even need an alarm anymore because my brain has fully adapted to the rhythm. Last week my mother asked me if I wanted eggs or cereal for breakfast and I accidentally replied “sahur.” She just stared at me in complete silence while I sat there realizing what I had done.

It gets worse. I changed my phone ringtone to tung tung sahur and now every time someone calls me in public people turn around like I’m some kind of escaped zoo animal. Yesterday in class it went off at full volume and the teacher stopped talking mid-sentence. One guy actually whispered “there’s no way.” I wanted the ground to swallow me whole.

My friends are also abandoning me one by one. Whenever we play games online I somehow bring tung tung sahur into every conversation. Someone asks for ammo? I say “only if you complete the sacred sahur ritual.” Someone gets a kill? I scream “TUNG TUNG SAHUR CHAMPION.” They used to laugh. Now they mute me instantly. One friend literally said, “bro your entire personality is a 3 second sound effect.”

The worst part is that I think I’m emotionally attached to it now. I heard a random metal pipe falling outside my apartment at 2 AM and my heart genuinely skipped a beat because I thought tung tung sahur himself had arrived. I looked out the window expecting some mystical creature with a drum walking through the streets awakening the people. It was just a cat knocking over trash.

I’ve also started rating life events based on how “sahur” they are. A cool sunset? Sahur level 6. A delicious shawarma? Sahur level 8. My cousin getting married? Respectfully, sahur level 4 at best. I can no longer interact with reality normally.

Please tell me if anyone else has experienced this. Is there a support group for people whose humor has been destroyed by internet memes? My parents think I need therapy. My friends think I need to go outside. Meanwhile I’m sitting here at 3 in the morning listening to bass-boosted tung tung sahur edits like it’s a spiritual awakening.

I fear that one day I will grow old, surrounded by my family, and with my final breath I will softly whisper:

“tung… tung… sahur…”

TLDR: I love tung