I was a long-awaited child, since I had three brothers, and my parents were very happy when they found out that they would have a daughter, they wanted to call me Maria, but at the very last moment my mother changed her mind and named me Olivia. The problems started in kindergarten; the kids could not remember my name, they constantly called it the way it was convenient for them. Parents did not pay attention to this, believing that I would grow up and everything would change, everything changed, of course, only for the worse.
At school they began to call me names «Olivier», «Oil»; I always cried, I was hurt and offended because they call me names and do not want to communicate with me. When I shared with my mother about this, I said that I wanted to change my name; she began to dissuade me, said that I did not understand anything, that I had no right to change, that I needed to love my name. I couldn’t deal with all this, and when I’m 16, I’ll definitely change my name, and I don’t care what they think of me, I don’t care at all.
It seems to me that parents should listen to the opinion of their children, and give them such names from which they will not be ashamed in the future. After I can change my name, I will take the name Mary — the name that was prepared for me even before I was born. It’s good that at least dad understands and supports me; he said that he would help me with the documentation when I turned 16. Then it would be possible to change everything legally. I am now 15 years old, and I suffer from my name and want to change it as soon as possible, although my mother is against this and does not understand how much it hurts me when I am called names at school.