My family has always called me 'Lay Lay,' and my dad used to always call me 'Dynamite Termite' because I was really short and small and I hated to be still. I would never stop.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
People called me 'Slim' and 'Daddy Long Legs.' My best friend Martine named me Daddy Long Legs after she saw me running track. She was making fun of me!
Yes and, you know, I can't use the nice words anymore because I used to chicken out by using them. I used to call myself plus size, used to call myself chubby. I used to call myself overweight.
My boyfriend calls me 'princess', but I think of myself more along the lines of 'monkey' and 'retard'.
My family used to call me an oversized kid and I think that's pretty accurate in some ways.
My father used to call me 'bird bones' and, well, the name fits.
Back then I was called Dumbo because of my ears. I was called Fatty, too. It was hurtful so I became like the class clown. I became the one who was kicked around.
When I was little, my dad used to call me 'Bandarella,' because I was a mess - a Bandar is a monkey in Hindi. I was not a girly-girl and would always break something and would be running around and didn't really fit in.
My dad used to call me 'the human pretzel' because I was able to bend my body, and because my legs are very long.
My childhood name that my father gave me, my mother, my grandmother, grandfather, family and friends all call me T.I.P.
Because I'm small, I've been called things from 'Happy Feet' to 'Little Face.'