Then I got to know someone very sweet of that name and it kinda rehabilitated it for me, hence my wandering mind just now thinking again about what ‘changing my name’ would look like. The awkwardness of asking people – would they think it was an affectation? A mid-life crisis? A stupid name?
And then it hit me afresh how (especially) trans people have to deal with changing their name, and what strength of character it takes to do that — when I’m just fretting about: