“Is that your real name?
“Who names their kid Princess?”
“Were your parents drunk or high when they had you?”
These are actually some of the reactions I’ve received from when I introduce myself. I’ve gotten used to it over the years. What else do you expect when your name is Princess?
At 22, I can honestly say I love my name, but that wasn’t always the case. As a child, I desperately wanted to change my name to Kaitlyn. I thought Kaitlyn would make me normal and stop the harassment — today they call it bullying — that I experienced on an-almost-daily basis.
Like any other kid, I had my share of nicknames, including Tootie, Toot (short for Tootie), Princey, Pumpkin and Peaches. As cute as those nicknames were, I wouldn’t want anyone else to call me Tootie, Pumpkin or Peaches because well, it’s a family thing. And it would’ve been strange to start demanding my classmates to call me Kaitlyn all of a sudden, so I asked one of the teachers at my elementary school to call me by my middle name Lauren. His response was, “I’m going to call you Princess because that’s your name.”
Read the rest of my article at [xoJane.com].