‘Maybe Stockholm Syndrome Isn’t So Bad’: Currier Senior Achieves Second Plane Of Denial

Writing for Flyby has its share of Stockholm syndrome moments: Sometimes, I read what I wrote and enjoy it. But this Currier senior takes Stockholm syndrome to another level.

“In a way, it’s relieving! It’s our mind’s way of letting us adapt to the unfamiliar. If we couldn’t adapt to the unfamiliar, we couldn’t grow as a person. So even though I can acknowledge I’m hopelessly lost in denial about how much I hate this fucking place, maybe that denial is for the better.”

We asked for a tour of her hallway single, and she happily obliged. Scented candles filled the room, and motivational messages filled the wall. She had a map of the Quad with hearts drawn all over it. “See? I’m happy,” she said, grinding her teeth.

“Come,” she said. “Sit on my rug. Meditate with me. Breath. Let it all out. Scream if you have to. Scream, scream, let out everything you hate about the distance and the architecture and the fire alarms and the lack of hot breakfast and the depression and the shuttle and the...”

We told her it didn’t have to be this way. That she was living in denial. “It’s good for me. Stockholm syndrome is good for me.”