The plot is nothing but frame for this disclosure and so each episode is not centered around “what must be done?” or “what happened?” but “what unspoken pain or insecurity must be voiced?” The characters could have never escaped because that would (rightfully) subordinate these therapeutic centerpieces to action, escape, and judgement. It’s sort of twisted how these fake characters are trapped in a digital hell, and instead of escape or self-annihilation (as would be the case with I have no mouth) the “right” path is emotional management. It’s literally the blue pill. The world is violent, distressing and absurd, but the only thing you should do is submit yourself to be managed and interpreted. You are not freed from the machine but you’re enthusiastically invited to describe how it feels to be imprisoned inside it.
This show is what happens when therapy has become the default substitute for religion, morality, and plot for an entire generation. It works because the creator and the audience have been primed to accept “healing”, “processing”, “validation”, “having trauma”, “setting boundaries” as dramatic endpoints. Cooper is fundamentally a subject of expert interpretation, from the culture industry, the medical industry, the therapy industry—and much of his target audience are just like him. In a world where young western people have been systematically severed any thick inheritance of culture, religion, people, familial identity, they’ve become subjects of a therapeutic replacement which cannot save but it can teach them to cope. There is an entire generation of people who inhabit the digital circus in real life, and instead of reckoning with the cruelty and absurdity, overthrowing the false god, recovering reality, they find valor in merely remaining functional and available for the next stupid “adventure”.