I was named for my grandmother. It's an evil-eye name, to protect you from bad things.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Sometimes a nickname is used instead of the real name. But a nickname may offend either the one named or the parents who gave the name.
I hate ridiculous names; my weird name has haunted me all my life.
I hate my name. It's a stupid, horrible name.
Tori's my legal name. My niece and nephews, they all call me Aunt Ellen, because I went by my middle name years ago, before I turned 18.
My parents gave me a Mexican name. In our culture, we are named after the events of the day.
You could have names like Hatred; you could have names that mean something like Suffering or Poverty. So names are not just names: names have real meaning, and they tend to tell the world about the circumstances of your parents at the time that you were born.
I wasn't aware I was trading on my good name; I've never had a good name.
I was named after my mother's maiden name.
My childhood name that my father gave me, my mother, my grandmother, grandfather, family and friends all call me T.I.P.
I was named Margaret Yvonne. 'Margaret' because my mother was very fond of one of the derivatives of the name. She was fascinated at the time by the movie star Baby Peggy, and I suppose she wanted a Baby Peggy of her own.