So, I found my name, finally, in the weirdest place: inside myself.
How much did you struggle with your "other" name? Did you just choose the feminine form of your male name? A name you thought was pretty? Or was there something deeper?
For me, I just wasn't being honest with myself. There actually was a name inside of me, one that I'd been using for years without even knowing it. When I started being honest with myself, I thought it would be like trying on clothes or taste-testing ice cream -- so many to choose from! So many to try!
But in those moments when I wasn't thinking about it, I realized that, in my head, I already called myself something. It wasn't the name I liked best, nor even the name I wanted; but it was the one I identified with. It was literally the one that belonged to me. It feels weird to say that, that somehow I've had a female name all along, but it's true. I'd just never recognized it before.
Did anyone else experience this? Or is this just proof that I'm just nuts?