do you ever feel like your name is not your own? when someone calls you, it takes a moment to realize they are talking to you. when you hear your name spoken, there is no connection. when it comes out of your mouth, it tastes wrong. it’s a pretty name, but it’s not your name.
i’ve changed my name several times over the years* (on social media, because that’s where i was free and able to, free and able to create my authentic/ideal self).
names are weird. they identify us, but do they really? it’s a label given to us before we are who we are. what if we don’t like our name? what if it tastes weird on our tongue? what do you do?
long story short: names are hard. i am really drawn to the name eden. emmy is nice too, but that’s the name of my inner child/younger self. i don’t know who i am anymore (i don’t think i ever did).
*names i’ve used with the most longevity: hallelujah/hally, remy, sophia/sofia (middle name).
also, i’ve been really drawn to the name emmy/emi, but that is the name of my inner child/younger self. i’ve also been drawn to the name eden.