I am traumatized daily around the pronunciation of my name, which to some, is an ethnic spin on a traditionally white name. I am full of grace for mispronunciation. We all need that. What is never graceful is others asking why my name is spelled or pronounced the way it is. Or, those who go further to tell me I am mispronouncing my own name! I formerly thought of these interactions as microaggressions, but as it literally happens almost everyday, there’s nothing micro about it at all. It mounts and builds and its MACRO. It’s a continuous, unfortunate way of othering and its happening right here in Howard County.
