I have never felt that my given name is me. I know that sounds strange, but I could never properly relate to it. It is not an unpleasant name, but it was as if it was someone else's name, not really mine!
For most of my adult life, until relatively recently (when email addresses suddenly revealed my given name), I usually went by a slighty different version that my OH had always used for some reason.
Then I learned that my mum had being going to call me 'Karen' until the midwife who delivered me made a disparaging remark about it, and suggested the name that I was then given.
I can honestly say that when I found that out, I felt like I had found out who I really was and what my name should have been.
But that was before I learned how that name now being abused used!
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