I was named after my mothers father 'Robert', an insidious, abusive, criminal (professional con artist) But it was family tradition to name children after a mother or father of the parents.. I always hated the name, it always sounded to me rough, gross, obtuse. I'd intended to change it ever since childhood to 'Robin' officially, even before the onset of puberty and the real dysphoria kicked in. Neal, I'd always gone by instead, though I basically grew up being teased and called 'Nellie' or variations of these, jokes about me 'kneeling' down. *I refuse to kneel for anyone.*
I pretty much just jumbled up a bunch of letters, and came up with Angela. It contains all previous letters of my name, and is a delightful little irony since I'm the furthest thing from Angelic in any way shape or form! XP