@Noah
I couldn't agree more! It is honestly one - if not THE - most
empowering and
reaffirming steps I have ever taken in my life. Those are the words I use to, to describe it all.
Hard to believe that Ts time one week ago I had NO idea that within 5 days I'd have conceived the idea, and carried though with it!! I usually take so much time to make any decision. I've taken 2 weeks so far to think about what cellphone plan and cellphone I need to choose! Took me weeks to decide on the paint to use for my walls at home.
Yet it's like you said - you
just know. I've kept a notebook and the very first name at the top was very close to what I've gone with. All that I added was a suffix to the surname. It came to me immediately. I've got a few pages if other ideas, but all very much related to the name I decided on.
I wish I could bottle the deep sense of PEACE I have from this decision. It's like I've finally found the 'missing piece' to moving forward.
As I said to my T on Friday (before I completed the paperwork, wanted to talk it over with her)'- this won't cure or fix my PTSD. I am still the person who went through the childhood I did. I will still struggle with dealing with the past BUT -
this decision is - and will - definitely help me in the way forward.
What it's doing is - it's giving the wee traumatised and trapped girl inside me who went through hell, a way out. It's like when my mother shut me in the bedroom cupboard, I felt trapped and hopeless and felt the world was always going to be this dark, confined space full of terror. It's like this new name is directly giving that wee girl an escape route. I'm still shut in the cupboard, but I have hope and I can believe the future will be different; that I am strong and I do have the courage and determination to break free of the chains of childhood.
It is so incredibly powerful a feeling.
As I told my T - giving me the name I had was the very first thing my parents did for me. IT was the very first decision in a long line of many, that greatly impacted my life.
Going back on the one, first big decision my parents made for me, is very symbolic. The very first decision of THEIRS and I've taken it and said '
THIS IS NOT OK!' I've taken their decision, and IVE critically looked at it and rejected the parts I don't like. That I've decided t keep my first name, is irrelevant. I've been the one to choose it ultimately. I had the power to reject it but I chose to keep it.
I feel really proud of the name I will have. I LOVE that I've practically made up my surname. There are some surnames I really like but none felt like mine. Choosing a name that no one else has (no one came up in my google or Facebook searches) makes it truly mine. It would have felt strange, adopting a pre-existing surname - like I'd become part of a family of strangers I know nothing about but was tied too anyway, however remotely.
I'm going to decorate my lounge wall in honour of my new name. I'm going to order some wall decals associated with winter and get some gorgeous italic font letters and proudly display my new surname across my wall :).
Even though I won't have children, it's like I have my very own family tree. :)