Lately I have noticed how much I dislike my first name, Amanda. I have never really liked my name but it has only been recently where it has bothered me in a way; so much so that I wanted to explore this further.
I have never really given my name another thought that is what I was given so that’s what it is. I have out grown so much in my life and in myself that maybe this is just another extension of that. Amanda just doesn’t seem to fit anymore; this could be due in part to my parents calling me by my middle name, Faye. Amanda is a little girl who is afraid of everything and everyone. A little girl who is filled with heart break, pain, and loss. A girl who is self-destructive, and doesn’t even try to get what she wants because she believes that she deserves nothing. I have out grown all of these old ways of thinking and these ways of merely existing. Faye on the other hand, is a beckon of light and of undying hope. She is a messenger of love, leaving behind her a trail of love everywhere she goes. Faye is not afraid of the unknown but is rather excited by it; for the unknown is where all possibilities lye. She knows that she is worthy of all the love and happiness that the world can offer. Faye is simply a fairy on her way to earning her wings.
I have shed the skin that no longer fits, so why not change my name along with it.
Have a wonderful day everyone xoxo