By , November 22, 2009 5:32 pm

Recently, I realized that I’m OK with nicknames in a way that I never was with my old name. That is, I’m OK with Becca, Becks, Rebsie (don’t ask), whatever. (Although I’m not OK with Becky.) But I was never really comfortable with variations or riffs on my old name.

It reminds me of my comfort with (and even pleasure from) shopping for clothing since transitioning. It makes sense – since I’m happier with my body and my appearance, of course I’d be more willing to try on clothing – but was nevertheless unexpected.

2 Responses to “Nicknames”

  1. Sophia says:

    A friend was asking about my choice of name recently, and one of the reasons I gave was that it was sure to become ‘sophie’ in a matter of weeks. Because as well as being fun, nicknames lend a lived-in feel and I looked forward to the newness wearing off fast.

    • Rebecca says:

      I think that’s a great point, Sophie. 😉 I definitely didn’t think about that when choosing Rebecca, but you’re right. Having friends/roommates/family call me Becca does give a ‘lived in’ feel, as well as a feeling of closeness, of familiarity.

      (Well, I wouldn’t say I “chose” my name. My mom told me when I was about 10 that Rebecca was one of the names my parents chose before I was born, so I don’t feel like I chose it, so much as it chose me, but your point still stands.)

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