
My dad called me Alexa once.
How dad.
How.
having a twin sucks
My mom. Called me Jessica.
My birth name isn’t even close to Jessica.
I don’t even know a Jessica.
Foster dad called me Amanda for months.
My mom has gone through a list of my friends’ names trying to get to mine.
I’ve been called all my siblings, and all my cousins at least once.
My Grannie called me Norah, my cousin’s name, until I was about 13. Pretty sure that’s the first time she actually looked at me and saw that I was not, in fact, Norah.
My mum would circle through the list of names until she found mine.
Really woman, really? I’m your eldest. Shouldn’t you be calling everyone else my name?
My dad has gone through the entire list of family members (immediate and extended family AND all our pets) before finally looking right at me and asking what my name was…
