Halloween is the ultimate stoner holiday. Sure, 4/20 is all about the flower (or edibles or vapes or dabs), but that still doesn’t compare to Oct. 31.

To get straight to the point, our personalities struggle with soul-sucking monotony. Most of your time on this planet is spent trading hours for a paycheck, and the days blur into one another...

We’re here to address one of the most soul-crushing inventions of humanity: small talk. It’s the bane of existence. Let’s delve into why small talk is a pointless social ritual—and why we should kill this mind-numbing bullshit.

Live Laugh Love decor is a plague of ugly mass-produced trash cluttering walls and minds. There’s a certain type of person who sees an empty wall and thinks, the only thing stopping the entire world from spiraling into a pit of despair is a mass-produced, calligraphy-font abomination.

No doubt you’ve heard the phrase “Opinions are like assholes. Everyone has them.” 

And it’s true. Everyone has opinions. And everyone has assholes. But wouldn’t it be really weird if we just went around sharing our assholes the same way we share our opinions?

Let’s cut the crap. You’re not some morning-routine gladiator journaling gratitude. You’re George fucking Costanza — and you know what? That’s working smarter than 99% of the idiots out here.

Today, we’re here to talk about one of the more laughable modern habits: recording yourself crying for social media sympathy. Yes, we’ve seen your tear-streaked performances, and guess what, it’s not Oscar-worthy. It’s cringe-worthy.

Today, I’m here to address how loud chewing is disgusting. It is one of the most repulsive, infuriating behaviors that plague human existence. Loud chewing is an auditory assault.

The control of structured activities, over-scheduling, and forced participation is draining the joy from everyday life. I’m officially over it. Who decided that penciling in every waking moment was the pinnacle of adulthood?

Once upon a time, humans used pitchforks and torches to chase away what scared them, and now they use sensitivity as a weapon of mass control. People wield hashtags and “think pieces” to cancel anything that makes them feel uncomfortable.

Thought leadership. The phrase that haunts every corporate PowerPoint and every LinkedIn post where Chad from marketing insists he’s “sparking a dialogue.” Spoiler alert: you’re not.

If you need 10 liquid sugars in your coffee, you don’t deserve to drink coffee. If you think too much sugar in coffee is no big deal, think again. It all began with a simple mistake at a coffee shop, but what it revealed is far more disturbing.

Today, we’re talking about the idiots who are shape-shifting their identities depending on where they go: one of humanity’s more hilarious (and pathetic) quirks. Oh, you know who you are. The cowboy hat and boots for a country concert? The hastily smeared eyeliner and black fishnets for that goth show? Pick a lane.

At Hellbeing, we’ve always been about escaping the grind and breaking free—free from societal norms, corporate monotony, and the suffocating grind that tries to keep us in line. But here’s the thing: rebellion isn’t just about flipping the bird to the system. It’s about finding ways to recharge, reconnect, and rediscover the spark that makes life worth living.

h, the corporate ladder—a glittering symbol of ambition, success, and years of relentless effort chasing that next elusive promotion. But eventually, reality sets in. You’re stuck on a rung, staring upward, and it feels like there’s no way forward.

Being undervalued at work is a special kind of torment. It’s not the fiery, in-your-face kind of chaos. It’s the slow, soul-crushing grind of being overlooked. The kind that erodes your confidence, makes you question your worth, and leaves you feeling like just another cog in the corporate machine. Sound familiar?

The corporate world is a place where titles are handed out like candy, but true leadership is as rare as a unicorn at a board meeting. Here, the blind often lead the blind, fumbling through decisions, stifling creativity, and dragging their teams into the depths of inefficiency.

Job descriptions are as vague as a politician’s promises and roles shift like shadows in the dark. It’s a soul-crushing maze of workplace chaos, designed to keep you wandering in circles, juggling tasks no one owns, and questioning whether you’ve somehow become the office’s unofficial everything.

Welcome to the underworld of the hyper-competitive, where loyalty is a myth, trust is a gamble, and workplace backstabbing and betrayal lurks behind every “friendly” smile. In this grim domain, backstabbing isn’t just a possibility — it’s practically a sport.

We’ve seen the grind chew people up and spit them out, leaving behind shells of their former selves, becoming corporate puppets made to dance and sing at the whim of a clueless overlord.

Nothing makes us want to rise up and burn the system down quite like the tyranny of a corporate micromanager. But while these tormentors thrive on control, you don’t have to let them control you.

If you’ve ever wondered how to live in glorious contradiction to societal norms and truly not give a damn about the expectations foisted upon you by this pathetic excuse for a world, you’re in the right place. We’re here to help you shed the expectations of others and start living for yourself. No excuses, no apologies, just living.

Let’s cut through corporate jargon and call out the chaos for what it really is. We’ve spent our fair share of time in the grind, nodding along in meetings where phrases like “circle back” and “synergize” were tossed around like confetti. Spoiler alert: we were dying inside.

The truth is,work-life balance does not exist.You’ve heard it a thousand times: find the perfect equilibrium between your career and personal life, and you’ll achieve nirvana. That’s bullshit.The very concept implies that work and life are two distinct entities, separated by a clear line.