When you have a weird name, one that’s uncommon enough to stand out but not a nightmare to pronounce, people remember you. And when they remember you—especially when you’re young—it builds confidence. You feel special, worthy of being remembered. I don’t know if this is true, clinically speaking. But I’ve always felt comfortable in a crowd, and I think it’s at least in part because people remember my name. And that I am loved by God and God’s friend, I guess.
