Yeah, one of the benefits of putting on a few decades is you don't pay as much attention to what other people think. "Fitting in" becomes less of a big deal. So today I'm grateful to have a name which means something in the context of my family and our traditional culture, rather than just bein snarfed out of a baby book or off the telly.
I was sheltered from a lot of the nasty stuff because my dad (the childhood victim of a highly tauntible name)insisted they "normalize" my name in school. It took some years after high school to use the right spelling in ANY context. As I once mentioned, today I still use the "David" spelling under some circumstances where it's too much of a hassle to keep correctin people.
Maturity (what little I have) also brought an appreciation of the ethnicity that led to the name. When you're young, you don't want to hear the Auld Country tales, and you just wish your family spoke with a nondescript accent like everyone else.
But would I willingly have struggled thru 12 years of school with the "Daividh" moniker hung out front for all those a-holes to see? It's very doubtful.
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