Growing up with a name like Dorkys hasn’t exactly been fun times. Quite frankly, it sucked. Kids can be cruel little punks and will tease and torture their classmates just for the sake of either feeling superior or like they’re part of the cooler crowd. And with a name like mine, I was just begging for others to make fun of me. The first days of school made my stomach hurt because I just knew that a) my new teacher would butcher my name and b) my new classmates would start giggling at the idea somebody could actually have such a name. I still get anxious when I meet new people because I just don’t know how they’ll respond. It seems that becoming an adult does nothing for the naturally immature.
Last week, I wrote an essay on learning to accept my weird name after discovering its roots and although I would’ve preferred a more conventional name over mine, being named Dorkys has come with its special set of benefits.
Did you ever get teased for your name? And if it still happens please share because it’d be nice to know that I’m not the only one dealing with some ignorant fools.