I hate having to fill out forms that require my middle name as it is a name shared with one of my dads other victims and I can't write it or say it without thinking of her.
I had problems with my surname for a while because of the association with my dad, but I've mostly come round to being okay with that now by reminding myself that it's shared with other family members too who I care about and am happy to be associated with.
I don't really like my first name, but don't feel as strongly about it as my middle name. Interestingly, as a child though, shortly after my dad left the family home, I refused to answer to my full name anymore and wanted to be known only by one of its shortened versions even though, or perhaps because (?), it hadn't generally been used before. I don't remember at the time having a concrete reason for this, but with hindsight it would appear there was some attempt to shed something of my identity or to leave something behind maybe. I still don't like the full version of my first name being used.