My New Name Research Paper

I came out of the closet twice actually. The first time was in the eighth grade when I came out as a lesbian to the whole community (If they cared to ask anyway). The second time I chose to come out of the closet was at the end of my sophomore year of high school, only this time I was coming out as transgender. Choosing to come out the closet for a second time wasn’t any easier than the first time, if anything it was even harder. I came from a rather conservative family, my father hated the fact I was openly a lesbian and his family were always trying to claim I was going to a phase. My mother was supportive of me, but she did little in the way of preventing my fathers’ rage and by this point in time she had ran away to Kansas to be with her boyfriend. Knowing I’d have little to no family support in the matter, I turned to my therapist for guidance.

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I had chosen my new name only a month before and it was still not

I went over hundreds of names in my head, from Kris to Kendal to Kenneth, but no name I thought of seemed to fit me very well. I knew I wanted it to start with a “K” and it had to go with my middle name (which is Nicholas, the American, masculine version of my Russian middle birth name: Nikita.) So in a last ditched effort to fine a suitable name for myself I turned to the only place I had left; the internet. Several hours and thousands of names later I found myself staring at a somewhat simple name that had appeared on my screen. “Keegan” it read. I stared at that little blue highlighted name for over half an hour mulling it over. “Lord Keegan Nicholas Holmes.” I quietly mumbled the new name along with my family title under my breath (I come from a long line of noble families from Ireland, Scotland and Great Brittan.) I couldn’t help but smile as the new name seemed to immediately flood my body with endorphins at the thought of what it represented for