Blogging, LGBTQ, Life

“How do you feel about gender selection?” he asked.

Photo by Jordan Antonacci"How do you feel about gender selection?" my dad asked my brother as we all gathered around the table eating an early dinner. It was the first hot day of Spring and the sun was still beaming hard. We sat in the backyard, our hair wet with chlorinated water and plates full… Continue reading “How do you feel about gender selection?” he asked.

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Blogging

Trip to Las Vegas & The Grand Canyon!!!

Well, it looks like the Antonacci's spring break is officially coming to an end. Today, we make the 7 1/2 hour road trip back to Laguna Niguel from Flagstaff, with one last stop at the Grand Canyon along the way. Overall, the trip was A LOT more fun than I was expecting. To be honest,… Continue reading Trip to Las Vegas & The Grand Canyon!!!

Blogging, travel

Spring break in Vegas / Logandale

For this post, I just wanted to share with you all some pictures of Spring Break with the Antonacci's so far. We got to Vegas late Friday night, and the place is crazy. This is my first time in Vegas, but everyone is saying it's crazier than usual because a bunch of fraternities are out here for… Continue reading Spring break in Vegas / Logandale

Blogging, poem

Poem: Without You, I’m Colorblind

  If I'm like Moonlight looking down on my world of green then you can be The Sun My dim silver haze could never amount to your shine To your bright and sunny rays If there's a purpose to my night could it be to balance our your light? Like two sides of one heart… Continue reading Poem: Without You, I’m Colorblind

Blogging, poems, poetry

Word of the Week: Ephemeral

  Ephemeral (adj.) Lasting for a very short time. Existing only briefly. I hope you all are ready because this brief post is about to get far deeper than it needs to be. Ready? Cool. So, I don't know what my problem is, but I've always been obsessed with time. Time, time, time, tick, tick,… Continue reading Word of the Week: Ephemeral

Blogging, Mental Health

My top 4 tips for living with Depression

Hey bloggers, readers, First, let me say that I understand none of this is easy. Depression isn't just sadness, it's an overwhelming feeling of dread and doom that weighs on you. It's a shadow over your world that sucks light from everything you love, and the life from you. In this post, I want to… Continue reading My top 4 tips for living with Depression

Blogging, Writing

When you feel like you don’t fit in with your Family

Disclaimer: Let me start this post off by saying that this is NOT me trying to bash my family. I am not pointing fingers, nor am I blaming anyone for the way I feel. If there’s anyone to blame, it’s myself. My insecurities, my mind, my problem. With that said, let’s begin. Whenever I write… Continue reading When you feel like you don’t fit in with your Family

Blog, Blogging

Word of the Week Wednesday: Meraki (v.)

  Meraki (v.) To do something with soul, creativity, or love; when you leave a piece of yourself in your work. After a brief moment of consideration, I decided it was time to bring something new to the blog. MrHushHush Entries has been a tad dry here recently, I'll admit, and I apologize. So, without… Continue reading Word of the Week Wednesday: Meraki (v.)

Blogging, poem

Poem: Highs and Lows

Highs & Lows One second I say Hi the next I wanna go Then I go from Goodbye to Don't ever let me go I listen to my angel I always hear the devil so I can know what's right every time I do wrong One season I love you but seasons change Maybe I… Continue reading Poem: Highs and Lows

Blogging, poetry

Hiraeth |the home that doesn’t exist

Hiraeth is a Welsh concept of longing for home, which can be loosely translated as 'nostalgia', or, more commonly, 'homesickness'. Many Welsh people claim 'hiraeth' is a word which cannot be translated, meaning more than solely "missing something" or "missing home."https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hiraeth 2019 Jordan Antonacci Hiraeth - A Poem I went home, butyou weren't thereI called… Continue reading Hiraeth |the home that doesn’t exist