Can anyone agree or unravel this for me?
Ive always disliked my first name. I kept my maiden name on marriage although I was never that attached to it but I didnt want to change it.
I suppose I feel as if my name is quite an important part of me. Yet its not chosen by me at all. My maiden name refers to my Dad and then his Dad. I'm not - - at all-- close with my Dad. It feels like I have had two major things inflicted upon me.
Its not causing me sleepless nights or anything but I wondered whether it's a feminist reaction or something.
Oh... I do have a grip and am holding it - guess Im just thinking out loud and wonder if anyone feels similarly.