Forever Yellow

May 5, 2026

Writer:    Eve Collon

Editor: Maya Stone

To some, yellow is that bright color that illuminates from the sun, to others it’s the Coldplay song that elicits nostalgia, but to me, yellow is a lifestyle. Living a yellow lifestyle allows me to find joy in my everyday life and subsequently share that joy with those around me. Living yellow helps me take the reins of my own life. 

Joining Hopelessly Yellow in my sophomore year of college was somewhat nerve-racking. I didn’t know many individuals on the writing and editing team, and I had a limited idea of what messages I wanted to convey in my articles. I was apprehensive that my articles wouldn’t be received well, or that silent judgment would be passed. 

However, quickly into my membership, I was wrapped in the yellow arms of those around me. I still remember sitting in my first meeting, unsure of where to look, until someone laughed at something I said and suddenly the room felt smaller, in the best way. Hopelessly Yellow taught me how to defy the anxious voice in my head that was wary of publicly sharing my perspective on mental health and self-discovery. With every meeting I attended and every bonding event that I participated in, I felt more and more connected to the deeper meaning of yellow. 

Growing up, I was embarrassed to cry in public, to admit that I was ever in pain, or to acknowledge any weakness that presented itself. My emotions were held close to my chest, and if they left that safe proximity, it was to a trusted place: my immediate family or my therapist. Applying to Hopelessly Yellow required me to take a leap of faith. I knew that being a writer would force me to let my guard down in order to share my vulnerabilities. I believed that if I could share my thoughts with others, it meant that I was strong enough to comprehend them myself. The first time I hit publish on an article, my stomach dropped; but beneath the fear was something quieter and steadier that I hadn't felt before: relief. 

Eventually, thoughts strung together into stories, which are now published for everyone to read. These articles serve as my digital journal, individual pieces of something larger that I was only beginning to understand. Whether I am simply writing about a silly card game or grasping the strength to discuss a loved one that I’ve lost, each piece that I have crafted comes together to build a larger puzzle. 

When all of my articles are digested and the pieces put in place, the puzzle to my brain becomes clear, and a yellow mindset presents itself. This mindset helped me discover strength and accept vulnerability. Without Hopelessly Yellow, I fear that I would still be that little girl scared to admit when she was scared. 

Through three years being a part of this inspiring family, I can confidently say that I have flourished into someone I am proud of. I know in my heart that I will continue to spread the yellow lifestyle one interaction at a time. To some, yellow is the sun or a Coldplay song, but to me, it has become the truest version of myself, and I will carry it forward in everything I do.

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