Written by Lux Marquez, Educators United & Pride@NU Club Member
College is chaos. The world is chaos. And if you’re reading this, you’re probably trying to survive both with your brain, your heart, and your dignity intact. So let’s talk about something radical, something loud, something that punches through the noise like a power chord at a basement show: Positive Mental Attitude—PMA, baby.
Now, before you roll your eyes and mutter “toxic positivity,” hear me out. PMA isn’t about pretending everything’s fine when it’s not. It’s about choosing to fight with love, with fire, and with the unshakable belief that you matter—even when the system says you don’t.
Bad Brains said it best: “Don’t care what they may say, we got that attitude!” That’s not just a lyric—it’s a battle cry. PMA is punk. It’s resistance. It’s showing up to class when your rent’s overdue, your government’s a mess, and your identity’s under attack. It’s writing that paper like it’s a manifesto. It’s organizing, surviving, and thriving in a world that wasn’t built for you. And Bikini Kill? “I’ve got the love that’s strong and not weak!” That’s the kind of love PMA demands. Love for yourself, your community, your weirdness, your rage. PMA doesn’t mean you’re never angry—it means your anger is rooted in hope, not despair.
In a world where marginalized students are told to shrink, PMA says: Take up space. Be loud. Be brilliant. Be unapologetically you. Whether you’re the only queer kid in your class, the first in your family to go to college, or just trying to stay afloat in a sea of deadlines and doomscrolling—PMA is your armor and your amplifier. So next time you’re staring down the barrel of that 10-page paper, a protest, or just another day of being alive in 2025, remember: You’ve got that attitude. And that attitude? It’s punk as hell.
By Annyce Torres, President of Mind + Body Wellness Student Org
There is an oft repeated saying that “anything you have to control, controls you.”
Annyce Torres President of Mind + Body Wellness Student Org
What are we holding on to that is limiting our freedom that we might not be aware of? As humans, we have the ability to weigh out our options and take inventory of what is best for us. We are usually able to understand the danger of holding onto things that no longer serve us and our highest goals. Unfortunately, so many of the hardships that we experience in life are those that we create for ourselves.
As a first-generation college student, I’ve had to take a hard look at the behaviors and beliefs that I’ve held onto over the years. I’ve had to realize that the behaviors that I used to engage in no longer serve me. They were adopted as tools used to survive in situations that I am no longer in. The beliefs that I used to have such as self-doubt and other limiting beliefs will not serve me as I move forward in my attempt to learn enough to serve others. The people that I used to associate with are not necessarily understanding of the direction that I am taking my life.
Annyce Torres President of Mind + Body Wellness Student Org
Whether we are clinging to being “right,” anger and resentment, self-pity and self-doubt, or people that are not in line with our highest goals, we run the risk of placing those attachments ahead of our own well-being. We must take advantage of our ability to think critically. And as we engage in this self-examination it is best to remember that the trap itself is not the problem. It’s the choices that we make – and continue to make – that determine whether a trap is a trap after all. It is our willingness to let go that determines our freedom to move forward and live our best life-with the degree we are earning.
I’ll leave you with this story I once read about how hunters trapped monkeys in Africa and Asia:
It’s said that in order to catch the monkey, hunters would first drill a hole in a location just large enough for the monkey’s hand to go through and place a nut or fruit in it. Seeing the food, the money would reach through to grab it, but his closed fist would be too large to fit back through the hole, trapping it in place. Even as the monkey would see the hunter closing in on him, he still would not let go of the food in order to escape.
In the end, the monkey gives up his very freedom, in exchange for a handful of food. The monkey is blinded by its attachment to what is in front of him. Let this serve as a reminder for us to forward beyond our own attachments that may be holding us back and trapping us in toxic situations.
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NU Scholar Cohort January 2020, Bachelor of Science, Nursing – Los Angeles Region, CA.
My story can be told from many perspectives. I am a community college graduate who transferred to National University after having a change of heart. While I had wanted to pursue a Master’s degree in Social Work, my work in mental health led me to pursue a degree as a Psychiatric Nurse Practitioner. The rightness of this decision came home for me when Gavin Newsom, Governor of California, asked nursing students and other healthcare professionals to join in the fight against Covid-19. I can still remember Newsom saying “if you are a nursing school student, we need you” as he pleaded for Californians to join the California Health Corps.
I am a first-generation college graduate, single parent, English Language Learner, and adult learner. When I say adult learner, I really mean that I took my education seriously only once I became an adult. While attending community college I held many jobs: grocery clerk, crane and forklift operator, warehouse worker, cook, and painter. I was not sure what I really wanted to become in life, especially because education was not fostered where I grew up. Some of my peers went into real-estate, while others became working professionals like their parents. I, on the other hand, was just trying to find myself and generate a plan for my future.
One day during sociology class my instructor shared her experience working with troubled youth. I clearly remember her saying, “One day they love you, another day they are trying to hurt you, but working with them is so rewarding.” What she said inspired me, so after class I asked if she would write me a letter of recommendation. Soon after I became a youth counselor and began my career in social services. This experience taught me that you can find inspiration and ideas from the most unlikely places or comments made by the people around you.
“Showing others the way” means giving back and letting others know that if you overcame these obstacles, they can too.
“Show others the way” were a few of the words written on my yearbook by my English high school professor, Mrs. Olivas. I did not follow the traditional pathway of going to school, getting a good job or career, getting married, having a family, and living happily ever after. My life took some sharp turns along the way – but after running a few stop signs, getting a few speeding tickets, and repairing a flat tire or two, it eventually brought me where I am today. If you have a familiar story, keep going, and remember that you are not just succeeding for yourself, but that you are showing others the way.
If I had given up when I was in high school, it would have been expected because children that come from broken homes and who are English learners have a higher rate of dropping out.
If I had given up when I was in community college, it would have been expected of me because adults who don’t have a strong support system and who must work through their education have a lower chance of completing a two-year degree.
Pedro and other passionate student nurses in Los Angeles Cohort 20 celebrate the completion of another class with Professor Patricia A. Bridewell.
If I had given up after graduating community college it would have been expected of me because I was already a part-time parent and full time mental health professional, and had taken a few years off from school. When I attempted to go back, I was told that if I wanted to switch my major, I had to wait in the back of the line because I had lost priority registration. My counselor even told me, “We get that a lot, people are afraid to finish.” I explained to her that she was wrong – I was not afraid to finish, I just knew what I wanted to do.
If I had given up, I would have had to sit down one day and explain to my daughter how I found a million excuses to give up along the way. The thought that she would see a defeated man as opposed to a role model is what keeps me in the fight. I would rather keep my dreams alive and be the light for other dreamers that have lost sight in their path to success. Don’t ever give up! Si se puede!
Pedro and his daughter – Celebrating life’s successes, and looking forward to conquering new challenges. Si se puede!
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