My personal identity battle

Before we get started, I’d like to preface the post by saying Identity is essential, and we should all find our own! Albert, my first name. For years I struggled with this being name, it was my birthright, but it felt like a curse. I wanted my name to be changed. I felt as though I was in the shadow of someone else. I could never be “me.” For most of my childhood, I went by my middle name, Cameron. I thought it was better suiting. I “looked” like a Cameron. Therefore I was a Cameron. However, I still felt like something was off, and I was beginning to plateau and couldn’t grow. Again I felt confused. On one end, Albert was respected, held in high regard and people said that name like it had weight. But I felt like I could never live up to that name. I was named after my grandfather, or “Paw Paw,” as I call him. He went but AC but didn’t feel like that either. So then there was Cameron, my middle name that made me feel like a child indefinitely. I never could quite feel like I was growing up. I never fit what others define me as. But then it hit me! I didn’t have to be what they wanted. The inner voice inside was screaming to emerge! I could be the Albert I tried to/called to be, and it also allowed me to still be Cameron without feeling less than. I’m thankful for the struggle I had to endure because it allowed me to find my true self , and I hope you can find yours too!

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