Haunted Houses; Why so Thrilling?

Haunted houses. You know the drill. Driving to that suburban or rural fire department, haunted house hot-spot that supposedly is the best haunted house in the whole area, with your friends or significant other. On the way, there is talk about how scary it's going to be and how terrified you hope to become. What an oxymoron. Who would ever want to be scared? And, what makes haunted houses so enticing?

It's a thrill similar to horror movies. It seems as though most studies have shown that people enjoy that the horror ends in relief due to the fact that what they've experienced hasn't truly happened.

According to sciencedaily.com, investigators generally use one of two theories to explain why people like horror movies and haunted houses. The first is that the person is not actually afraid, but excited by the horror. The second explanation is that they are willing to endure the terror in order to enjoy a euphoric sense of relief at the end. But, a new study by Eduardo Andrade (University of California, Berkeley) and Joel B. Cohen (University of Florida) appearing in the August issue of the Journal of Consumer Research argues that neither of these theories is correct.

The authors argue that horror movie viewers are happy to be unhappy. This novel approach to emotion reveals that people experience both negative and positive emotions simultaneously -- people may actually enjoy being scared, not just relief when the threat is removed. As the authors put it, "the most pleasant moments of a particular event may also be the most fearful."
Andrade and Cohen developed and utilize a new methodology to track negative and positive feelings at the same time. Their method could apply to other experiences that seem to elicit terror, risk, or disgust, such as extreme sports.
"When individuals who typically choose to avoid the stimuli were embedded in a protective frame of mind, such that there was sufficient psychological disengagement or detachment, they experienced positive feelings while still experiencing fearfulness," the authors claim.

This would explain why we enjoy haunted houses so much. There is a pleasant relief after experiencing fake terror. Last night, two of my roommates and some friends of ours went to two separate haunted houses, the Belle Valley Fire Department's haunted house, and the Wesleyville Halls of Fear. Belle Valley's was scary due to the fact that the halls were extremely narrow and we never knew what to expect or where we were headed. It was so scary, but as we made our way through, screaming and terrified out of our minds by the actors and props, I experienced an adrenalin rush like I've never felt before. And after, I laughed.

Next, we went to Wesleyville. It didn't even compare to Belle Valley, perhaps because we knew what we were in for. Still, I found myself laughing uncontrollably after the relief. It's amazing how good it feels to sense those emotions. So, I suggest Belle Valley for a good scare, but bring a friend. And if you really want to be freaked out, try Conneaut Lake's 8-story haunted house. I hear attendees must tour it by themselves, and aren't allowed to bring an acquaintance...

Depression

It was about a year ago that it began for me. Sophomore year of college. I was ready for anything, or so I thought. Little did I know that I was about to be hit hard with the reality of a disease I knew I'd been battling my entire life. It can come out of nowhere, and it can go in spurts; Depression.

"I am not depressed."

It's a phrase I kept saying over and over again. I kept trying to convince myself that it wasn't real and there wasn't anything wrong with me and that it would pass. And then, I hit rock bottom. It happens every day to millions of Americans across the nation. Some deal with it and get help, and some don't.

According to PBS.org, major depression affects approximately 15 million American adults ages 18 and over every year, and women experience depression about twice as often as men.

Though sometimes it doesn't feel like it, a depressed person is not alone.

I was there. I said that no one understood and no one ever would, and it's true that no one can experience what you are feeling, but the fact that you are feeling it doesn't mean that no one else is.

It's like being physically sick. Where do you go? The doctor.

Where do you go when you are mentally sick? The doctor.

Getting help is the first step, and it does take alot to admit that you're having problems. Everyone wants to believe that everything will be okay, and it's true: everything will be okay. That's what getting help is about.

Roughly 80% of people experiencing depression are not currently receiving treatment (pbs.org). Think about it. Of the 15 million Americans that do get help, there are still so many out there that aren't being treated.

When I hit rock bottom, I knew it and I knew something was wrong. I knew I had to talk to someone, and I did. I talked to my best friend at the time for about 5 hours in the crisp fall air on a bench in the middle of Mercyhurst and she encouraged me to go to the health center, which is free (helloooo). I remember bawling at 5 in the morning, thinking to myself, how can things get worse?

After getting help and talking to someone professionally, I began to improve. I'm also on an anti-depressant called Paxil which really helps things alot.

The purpose of this post is to help people realize that it's okay to admit you have a problem. I used to think to myself, "I have a great life and I have nothing to be sad about. Why do I feel this way?"

There is nothing you can do about a chemical imbalance. Sometimes the only place to turn is medicine, therapy and counseling, and look at the improvements in medical technology today. We live in an amazing country and those of you who attend Mercyhurst should be aware that the Cohen Student Health Center is an amazing facility that exists for a reason other than physical needs.

Don't let depression bother you for another minute if it's something you're dealing with. You're not alone, and people are here to help you. Talk to a friend, a parent, a teacher.. anyone who will hear you out, listen, and encourage you. It's okay. Things are going to be okay.

Hold on.

Vice Presidential Debate

That was so intense!
First, some commic relief:
As I sat on my couch with a bowl of macaroni and cheese on my lap (which you will find is my favorite food), I couldn't decide what to think about Sarah Palin's Alaskan, backwoods accent. I can't lie, it sparked a couple of jokes between my roommate and me.

"Whell ya knoe, ya can't just tak the tak and not walk the walk. And hellou to that third grade class out in Glenwood, (with a non-chalant wink at the camera guy)."

At this point in the debate (the school shout-out part), I almost lost my macaroni because I was laughing so hard, not only at her accent (which she can't help, I guess) but at the things she said and the off-the-path way she said them. It was almost as if the lights were on but no one was home. I realize she must have been nervous debating against a man as intimidating as Joe Biden, but it felt more impersonal than I expected.

They say that most news anchors try to speak to the camera as if they were speaking to one person on the other end of the screen rather than a large crowd. I felt like she was reading off of a telepromptor, and though she didn't act nervous in front of that crowd and millions of Americans as well, I felt as if her side of the debate was very dull and impersonal, not to mention off topic most of the time.

Biden on the other hand made me feel as if he was fighting for what he believes in, not just saying what I wanted to hear. I didn't feel like he acted at all like he had to impress anyone. He simply presented his opinions, and he did it in a manor that did impress me. Maybe it's the fact that he's a bit older and seemingly more experienced than Palin that sweeps me off my feet. Or, it could be that he acts like he knows what he's talking about that charms me, and I'm starting to believe that maybe he does. I appreciated the fact that he was able to make an emotional connection with viewers/listeners when he spoke about his wife and daughter, and I found it kind of disheartening when Palin continued to ramble about topics that were not only non-related, but completely off-topic of the question asked originally.

Throughout the debate, I found it hard to agree with things Palin said. This is how I view her: I am her troubled niece, America, (not her daughter because we all know what's going on there), and she is an aunt (a vice presidential candidate in actuality) that I see on occasion every now and then. When I am in the worst of times (which we are right now) I feel like she tries to advise me on what I should/shouldn't do, but I don't think she really knows what she's talking about. I feel like she's been told by my parents (McCain) what she should say.

She annoys me, and that's the conclusion I've come to tonight.
I'm so annoyed by her lack of personal connection and it's having a major affect on who
I will or won't vote for come November 4th.
And what happens if the worst should occur; McCain dies or is assassinated?
That's a topic for a different blog.