My name is NOT Queenie Kizzy, my name is Kizzy. It is Queenie Kizzy on Facebook because for some odd reason they wouldn’t allow me to HAVE Kizzy as my name because it seemed *fake* to them. It was actually an ordeal, my account was frozen while we went back and forth, with me telling them my given name IS Kizzy, the Facebook gods telling me it wasn’t .. I pulled the prejudice card because I am a mexican with an african american name. I know it’s confusing. I will get to it. But before I do that, my name is NOT Queenie, it’s JUST Kizzy. I have spent YEARS trying to come up with a nickname, but have never found one that… FITS me. I am open to hearing any, but if you know me at all, you know that it’s not gonna be easy… So freaking bizarre.
I didn’t know my name was weird, odd, or outta it’s place until I was about 13. And that was only because someone explained to me what Kizzy meant, where it came from, and why it was weird that *I* had that name (I hadn’t spoken to the woman I refer to as the womb donor in a while, but I made a special call for this question to her).
I have 2 brothers. The older brother’s name is Lasaro (beautiful, strong mexican name that my father also carried), and the other is James. JAMES. And then there is me, Kizzy. Lasaro, James and Kizzy. Hmmm… Yes, still seems… Off. Why??? Because we have the strong mexican name, the white (ish) name, and then there is my name. The African name that she got from a movie in the 70’s.
The womb donor was REALLY prejudice. We weren’t allowed to have any friends who weren’t mexican or whiteys. WHY is this odd? BECAUSE MY NAME IS A BLACK NAME. Kizzy. It came from the movie “Roots”, Kizzy, was Kunta Kinta’s daughter, so my mom named me after a black slave.Even though she was prejudice. Make sense??? Nope. It gets better…I think her preggo hormones were raging, or maybe she knew she would hate who I would be while I was in her womb, I dunno. When I asked her WHY she named me that, she did say it was because she hated the name my father wanted to give to me, which was Selena after the singer. I love that name because I know that HE did. If I were to EVER change my name, it would be to that. Selena Sandoval. That makes me smile everytime because I think of my father…
My womb donor did protesteth too much, as she is now, from what i understand, only in relationships with african men, preferrably the ones who are recently out of prison as she is on a pen pal list to them (but has not written to her son in prison for the last 12 years he has been int here, I digress).
I have gotten a LOT of questions about my name, and it wasn’t always Queenie Kizzy on Facebook. I think I recieved about 15 Christmas cards with the name Queenie Kizzy on it, and I would giggle everytime becuase Facebook did this to me. They took a weird name and made me have it even funnier. I used to be able to have it as just Kizzy, but the only other one they would accept was Kizzykins, and I was NOT going to have that. It’s a cute pet name that my frend Georgiekins calls me, but as my fb name, omg no…
This picture reminds me of the womb donor… I shall dedicate this to her even though I do think that it’s giving her way more thought than she actually deserves from me. I swear I am not bitter about my name… I kind of like it.