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01/01/09(Thu)17:57:48 No.2624225I
feel like, in exchange for a social life, and in exchange for an end to
that awkwardness, I've also given away a part of my dignity. When other
people call me by my nickname, it's almost like I put on a "face", or
put up a wall that isn't the real me. It may seem trivial, or small and
insignificant, but it's my name, you know? It's one of the very basic,
fundamental things about myself, and I've sold it.
I'm angry,
too. People just don't have the respect or patience enough to just take
a moment and listen. And honestly, my name isn't even that hard to
pronounce. They're just fucking illiterate, stupid, or don't care to
make the extra effort. What really pisses me off is that my real name
is the exact same number of syllables as my nickname (2).
But
I am afraid- no, not afraid, terrified- that if I suddenly switch to my
real name, if I demand respect and attention and dignity, that I'll
just revert back to the way I used to be, and fade back into
nothingness. Because honestly, I've been using my nickname as a social
crutch. I am afraid that the friends and acquaintances I make won't
stay around, because they won't have that "wow that's cool" factor to
go along with meeting me. They'll just be confused about how to
pronounce my name and overlook the person behind it. I've told myself
that those who won't stop and give respect by learning my name aren't
worth my time, but shit, I don't want to be alone.
What do I do /r9k/?
Pic related, it's a guy with a long, hard to pronounce name who also has a shortened nickname.
I'm really sorry about the tl;dr. |