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one curiousity search on ebay to see if people are still going nuts over beanie babies has led to getting a strong contender for the funniest email ever
When your doctor prescribes you the generic
having a job is very weird bcos by and large your coworkers will be a variety of ages and you will not all be at the same stage of life. your coworker will be like, well I’m off home to spend time with my husband & child, what are you going to do with your evening? and you’re like, well, I plan on playing Rollercoaster Tycoon for as much as it as possible
And you are older than them
at the vet because apparently tylenol decided to eat a joint
she's going to be ok she's just high as fuck
im really in a bad place i hope the sun doesnt start setting crazy early at like 4pm. i said i hope the sun doesnt set early at like 4pm that would be bad for me
Be yourself so ppl looking for u can find u
Severance as Grief and Dissociation
Most people who watch Severance talk about it as a satire of corporate life or a dark allegory about work and home balance. And it is that. But what struck me after just a few episodes, (3 if we’re being precise) and what has grown the more I have thought about it after watching the first 2 seasons, is how much deeper it runs.
What if Severance is actually a story about a fractured mind trying to survive grief?
Dissociation as survival
When trauma becomes unbearable, the brain has a built-in survival tactic: dissociation. It is not always dramatic, but it can feel like a splitting of the self. One part goes through the motions of life. Another part remains trapped in the moment of loss, unable to let go.
That is exactly what the innies and outies represent. The outie is the self who carries the burden of grief, weighed down by memories of the dead wife. The innie is severed from that pain, existing in a kind of numb void where the trauma does not intrude. The severance procedure literalises this split. It is dissociation turned into architecture.
The refinement process as forced moving on
Take the Break Room. On the surface, it is corporate discipline. But symbolically it looks very much like the unhealthy way society treats grief.
The refinement process is a brutal attempt to erase the grieving self. The repetition of confessions, the forced recitations, the correction by authority figures all echo the pressure mourners face: “Have you not moved on yet?” “You cannot keep living in the past.”
Instead of processing grief with care, Lumon demands forgetting. Refinement becomes obliteration. It is the destruction of the self that still clings to the dead wife. Therapy stripped of compassion, grief counselling turned cultic.
The work self versus the home self
This also plays into a universal truth. Everyone presents different versions of themselves at work and at home. At work, we perform roles, often numbing or cutting off parts of ourselves to survive. At home, our vulnerabilities and grief surface.
Severance exaggerates this everyday truth. Two selves, literally unable to share memories or feelings, trapped in their separate worlds.
The cult parallels
And then there is Lumon itself, with its eerie resemblance to Scientology and Dianetics:
The Break Room as an auditing session
The handbook as sacred text
The endless, meaningless levels mirroring Scientology’s OT stages
The total isolation of members from the outside world
Lumon functions as both corporation and cult, exploiting the vulnerable fracture in its workers’ minds.
Why it all hurts so much
This is why Severance resonates beyond satire. It is not just about capitalism or creepy corporations. It is about the way grief divides us, the way trauma can split the mind, and the way institutions, whether workplaces or cults, exploit that fracture.
The show becomes a metaphor for surviving loss: the part of us that still loves and still clings, versus the part that tries to carry on. Dissociation as protection, refinement as erasure, cult as cage.
That is why it feels so raw, so much more than workplace commentary. It is about what happens when grief becomes unbearable, and how a person, or even a whole system, tries to sever it away.
I keep saying “separating men and women’s spaces is anti-feminist at its root and all competitions, bathrooms, etc., should be mixed-gender” and people keep saying “trans people should be allowed in their respective gendered spaces.” Which I agree with, but is only a step on the path, and I take issue with people treating it like an end goal. In fact, we COULD eliminate that step entirely by simply having mixed gender spaces.
I remember the fight for mixed gender sports, but now we’re fighting for trans people’s rights to be included in gendered sports. The only justification for gendered sports that exists is Those Men Will Crush Our Weak Little Women. It’s sexist. Segregation is always a means of oppression.
I’m not a fan of that goalpost shift, and I’m not sure why it’s so popular as of late.
Humans of all the great apes are remarkably sexually non-dimorphic. The (mean) difference between men and women tends to be ~15%. For reference, other apes like gorillas, orangutans, tend to have about 50% dimorphism. 15% is comparable level of dimorphism to dogs and horses.
Both of which, if youll note, are species that we race in non-sexgender-segregated sports. There's not one derby for boy horses and another one for girl ones.
The majority of the dimorphism that we *see* is social and cultural. Women are discouraged from sports from a much earlier age than men. Women who are naturally tall and muscular may choose not to pursue body building because of social pressures for women to be small and dainty. Women who have broad shoulders, double jointed ankles and webbed toes (the things that make Michael Phelps such a good swimmer) may never touch a swimming pool in their life because of similar stigma surrounding women's bodies that men are not subject to.
Instead of looking to abolish the conditions that create these sexgender differences, trans-exclusionists attempt to reinforce the binary by asserting that women are naturally weak and there is no possible way to overcome this difference except by segregation. Ask yourself: who benefits from that train of thought?
Spiritually, 3 am is the darkest hour of the night. The people who stay up late but not insanely late have gone to bed, people who wake up early but not insanely early are yet to wake up. The only people who are awake are the night shift, and the insane.
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i went to "mad at me" island expecting to find people i knew, something i understood. but when my boat landed, standing upon the shore were a million empty husks wearing my own face. every foot of the island was occupied, and everywhere i went, they watched me with contempt. they never spoke, never breathed. they simply watched. no matter how i grovelled and begged, snarled and cursed, tried to hide or kicked and hit, they simply stared. the hatred in their gaze was inescapable, but i could hardly return it, knowing that their doomed existence was of my own creation. knowing that the hatred was nobody's but my own. in the end i just wept, unable to stand the relentless gaze of my own infinite glare.
the guy who i accidentally cut off in traffic last week was there also
I don't think my body realizes how healthy my labs say I am