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(Brooke Ghaly / Heights Editor)

Embracing “Positive Masculinity”: Navigating Society’s Ever-Changing Expectations of Men

Peter Coquillette March 24, 2024
Often, men find themselves walking a tightrope, attempting to balance the appropriate amount of masculinity. Men are encouraged to be vulnerable, but only in the proper context and in the right amounts.
(Parker Leaf / Heights Editor)

A Psychological Analysis of Concertgoing

Makayla Hickey October 31, 2023
The necessity of music as an emotional outlet is indisputable in my opinion, but it typically serves as background noise to the ever-moving world around us. Concerts provide a brief interlude from the onslaught of life’s stressors, allowing us to live life in a pure state of awe and uninterrupted emotion.
(Paige Stein / Heights Editor)

The Music in My Mind

Chase Pinette October 29, 2023
Almost every day of the week, I wake up with a song in my head. Nothing prompts this phenomenon—it just happens, and it paints a picture of how my day will likely pan out.
(Paige Stein / Heights Editor)

I Can Make BC Bearable

Alexa Piedra January 31, 2023
Si nos ponemos tristes, podríamos estar tristes para siempre. Translated from Spanish, this means, “If we allow ourselves to be sad, we could be sad forever.”
(Paige Stein / Heights Editor)

It’s OK to be Angry

Mary Perez November 16, 2022
I am always angry, but I will never tell anyone that out loud. Anger is the emotion we feel ashamed to have. I don’t know about anyone else, but I cannot express anger well. I have been taught that anger is an unproductive emotion, so it's better just to tuck it away in what my family calls “a box” and just let it fade. As it sounds, this is more unproductive than anger itself.
(Paige Stein / Heights Editor)

Happiness, Sadness, and Sugar in Between

Eliza Hernandez November 6, 2022
While my sleeves are patched with my heart all over, my skin is tough from needles and bruises. And as hard as I try, I can’t fake a convincing smile, but I can stare down glaring red alerts, warning that my life is in danger. I am sensitive. I feel my emotions hard and tend to express them even harder. I’ve sobbed while eating “chicken and two sides” in Mac, and I’ve uncontrollably laughed to myself on the treadmill in the Plex. 

A 1/292 Chance of Being Happy?

John Miotti January 27, 2016
We are so desperate to improve the quality of our lives—our happiness—that we unconsciously ignore the numbers. It is our innate hope that creates optimists instead of realists.
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