Hearing my name
Hearing my name
Hearing my name too much in one day can really get on my nerves. I feel like this is a acoa issue. When I was a child I hated my name. I liked getting nicknamed.
Yesterday when I went to work everyone shouted out my name when I came in the door. I felt kinda like Norm on "Cheers" anyway I had not been in in a couple of days and I suppose everyone was glad to see me but I heard my name all day long and it was really starting to get on my nerves. I know they really like me at work and they miss me when I am not there. They all want my attention I know this.... but still I hate hearing my name so much.
I hate when I get a sales pitch and the person says my name over and over it is a guarantee that I will not buy whatever they are trying to sell.
I feel like my name is mud sometimes because of some recent issues with credit and identity theft. It is really hard for me to deal with.
Yesterday when I went to work everyone shouted out my name when I came in the door. I felt kinda like Norm on "Cheers" anyway I had not been in in a couple of days and I suppose everyone was glad to see me but I heard my name all day long and it was really starting to get on my nerves. I know they really like me at work and they miss me when I am not there. They all want my attention I know this.... but still I hate hearing my name so much.
I hate when I get a sales pitch and the person says my name over and over it is a guarantee that I will not buy whatever they are trying to sell.
I feel like my name is mud sometimes because of some recent issues with credit and identity theft. It is really hard for me to deal with.
I never heard my name at home unless I'd done something "wrong" and someone wanted to suck me into the alcoholic drama.
So I cringe too, Peter.
It's taken me years to really internalize this, and to work to fix it....sigh...
So I cringe too, Peter.
It's taken me years to really internalize this, and to work to fix it....sigh...
I am sure my name was used to call me into some kind of drama or to tell me what I did wrong too. I am sure it is about self loathing too and I am working on it too double heavy sigh***
This is interesting.... I'm not sure I cringe at hearing my name -- but I certainly hate it when my phone rings. That's because it's often my Dad (who has come back into my life at an advanced age, and long after I thought I'd worked out most of the issues, it's apparent that I haven't)... and I usually don't want to talk to him. "The dreaded buzz," I call it, when the phone goes off. Of course, there is no law that says I have to answer it, and oftentimes, I don't. (Disclosure: if this sounds familiar, it's because I joined under a different name not long ago, and posted a couple of messages in recent threads... and then read the FAQ where it suggests, "Sign up with a username that you don't use anywhere else." I thought about it and decided that was a good idea, so I re-registered with this name, which I'm going to keep!)
I've debated changing my name, but for me the cringing comes from the tone of voice, not the name itself.
I find I'm lifted up when I hear people call my name in a cheery or happy tone, or even a tone which suggests they need my help. But when anything vaguely resembling drama is in the tone, I cringe mightily.
I have also debated changing my last name as a 'display' of my casting out of old family patterns. But there are people in my family I loved (who are now deceased) and the family has a long history. It's hard to give up that uniqueness.
I find I'm lifted up when I hear people call my name in a cheery or happy tone, or even a tone which suggests they need my help. But when anything vaguely resembling drama is in the tone, I cringe mightily.
I have also debated changing my last name as a 'display' of my casting out of old family patterns. But there are people in my family I loved (who are now deceased) and the family has a long history. It's hard to give up that uniqueness.
Yeah. I dunno. I think I'd rather keep my name and get the help I need to realize that not everyone who says my name is trying to hurt me. I don't want to be the victim of my past any more. I don't want the "wake to drive the boat" any more.
I'm already lots better than I used to be......step by step.....
I'm already lots better than I used to be......step by step.....
What has helped me a lot to get over it is to do mirror work with myself. I am not near as bad as I used to be.
The other day was really more of an exception than the rule but it was because 12 different people were saying my name a lot all day long. I know they were glad to see me and I do need to be tolerant of that.
I don't feel that changing my name is a good solution for me. Dealing with the issue is a much better idea for me. Even if I did change my name the issue would still be there.
When I was in grammar school I would look up names in the phone book and start writing them down in my school papers. That was my way of trying to make real my fantasy that I was adopted and that my "real" family would rescue me someday. Made my poor teachers crazy. * lol *
I never wanted to be who I was, and the name was just a part of that issue. For me it's because I believed and internalized all the ****** my parents brainwashed into me. As I got my "feces amalgamated" thru therapy and 12 step work I started replacing those old brainwashings with healthy beliefs. Today I am proud of what I have acomplished in life, proud that I am _not_ like my parents, I like the "me" that I have built over the years and I actually like my name.
I looked it up. (ain't the web a wonderful thing? ) turns out "Mike" comes from an ancient word for "angel". A being that is similar to God. I think that's kinda cool.
Mike
I never wanted to be who I was, and the name was just a part of that issue. For me it's because I believed and internalized all the ****** my parents brainwashed into me. As I got my "feces amalgamated" thru therapy and 12 step work I started replacing those old brainwashings with healthy beliefs. Today I am proud of what I have acomplished in life, proud that I am _not_ like my parents, I like the "me" that I have built over the years and I actually like my name.
I looked it up. (ain't the web a wonderful thing? ) turns out "Mike" comes from an ancient word for "angel". A being that is similar to God. I think that's kinda cool.
Mike
I used to wish i was somebody else when i was a kid. I hated my life. I hated my name, how i looked, the sound of my own voice and the clothes I was forced to wear.
I used to envy my friends and neighbours. They had lives. I wanted to be them.
As a child I fantasized so hard that i was the Lone Ranger or Kato in the Green Hornet. I almost started to believe it. LOL.
I got in trouble for telling kids at my new school that my real name was Stephen.
I wouldn't want to live my childhood over.
I used to envy my friends and neighbours. They had lives. I wanted to be them.
As a child I fantasized so hard that i was the Lone Ranger or Kato in the Green Hornet. I almost started to believe it. LOL.
I got in trouble for telling kids at my new school that my real name was Stephen.
I wouldn't want to live my childhood over.
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