So, when people ask me why I changed my name when I got married, I usually tell them, “I’m adopted – and it’s complicated.” If they press for details, and stick around long enough to listen, I tell them what I’ve just shared here. A new name and a new identity were given to me – some might say imposed on me – when I was adopted. When I changed my name upon marriage, it struck me as a way of determining my own name – and, in all honesty, that choice did make me feel empowered.Go read the whole thing!
Let's Talk About Names
Ten days ago, Grace and Jess announced that Flyover Feminism and Grace's space, Are Women Human?, would co-host a roundtable on naming. The first post, by Nikki, is up at AWH? and you can read it here. An excerpt:
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