I had this thought bouncing around my head just now. It wasn't having a whole lot of impact by itself.
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On the weekend, my Mum told me my real name.
Sarah was my guess. It was a good guess but it was wrong.
My parents were going to call me Angela Zoe.
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I passed a mirror and saw myself au-natural - still some shadow sure, but nonetheless with no makeup, a mop of fluffy hair going all over the place, and a joking expression.
My name is (Angela) Zoe.
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It isn't Sarah. A friend just said to me, 'So what, you could call yourself Marie Antoinette'
I responded in zen fashion, 'That isn't my name, either'
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My name is Zoe.