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Portrait

Portrait

Who am I? Who have I become? ¶ I’m a 20 year old white male living in State College, Pennsylvania, United States, Western Hemisphere…
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James MangiaracinaOct 12, 2014
Door-to-Door: How we got our first customer.

Door-to-Door: How we got our first customer.

On a characteristically hot and humid New York Summer morning, we woke up equipped with nothing but a map of the Upper East Side and two…
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Eli KarivJul 22, 2015
Food for Thought

Food for Thought

I’m currently sitting on the plane just a few hours shy of being in California, my home for the next two years and potentially longer, and…I’m too anxious and nervous to sleep. It’s crazy to think that a year ago at this time I was getting ready to go back to Penn State for my fourth semester. ¶ I was studying Psychology and Marketing, I was constantly refreshing my abroad application, and I was having an amazing time with my best friends at one of the greatest schools ever. I was your typical sophomore. I had a tight group of friends, amazing roommates, a great boyfriend, and I was in a sorority.
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Jenna SecoJan 5, 2015
What Are We Afraid Of?

What Are We Afraid Of?

A racially charged encounter with necessary fear
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Nathaniel PetersJun 22, 2015
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How to live with a constant headache for 6 years straight

How to live with a constant headache for 6 years straight

This isn’t a metaphor, it’s my story.
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Krista KrebsFeb 7, 2015

Enough

A man followed me home last night.A man followed me home last night ¶ A man followed me home last night. ¶ A threatening man followed me home last night. ¶ A threatening man who tried to touch me followed me to my home last night. ¶ This man brushed his arm against mine as we walked down the stairs from the subway. This man tested to see whether I would move away, whether I would say anything. ¶ This man walked behind me, keeping my brisk pace, walking too close for night time, walking in my shadow.
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Justine MakiOct 7, 2014

Pure-O: My Life With Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder

Living with obsessive-compulsive disorder sucks. I mean, it’s not the worst thing in the world by any means. There are people in far worse…situations dealing with far bigger internal and external crises. In fact, I feel an almost overwhelming sense of guilt even writing about my struggles with something so seemingly trivial. But, considered in the grand scheme of my own relatively easy existence, the various effects of this particular neuroligical disorder represent the most difficult part of getting through each day. They are also a vital part of who I am.
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Noel PurcellSep 25, 2015
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