Personal Narrative: My Name

I didn’t really like my name growing up. It didnt mean anything to me. No one had the same name, other than people in older generations. My name made me feel like an old lady. People would also assume that i went by Kathy, and i hated being called Kathy more than anything else. Kathleen is my dad’s cousin’s name. I didn’t really know her, and still don’t. If i knew her better, i feel like i would’ve been more comfortable with my name knowing who it came from. It also really irritated me because kids always would say my name wrong, sometimes i would get so annoyed that i would just explode and yell my name back at them, as if it would make them suddenly say it correctly. I also hated when people would call me Caffeine because i hated coffee,