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My name is my name and it is what it is. Iām not in love with it and I donāt know that itās integral to my identity, but I have no reason to change it. I feel this way about most things that I could theoretically change about myself
Jun 26, 2025
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I could probably change my name but I wouldn't really want to? Plus after more than 20 years responding to the same name it would be a struggle to see myself as a different name.
Regardless, I'm a major fan of do what you want. And if you're attached to your name and don't want to change it then who cares whether most people agree or disagree. It's your name. It would be inauthentic for you to do anything else with it.
Jun 26, 2025
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Because if I think about it too hard it starts tripping me out šµāš«
My name is Annie (fully, not a nickname). Itās fine. As a kid I didn't like it because I was a ātomboyā and felt it was too girly. Does it really fit me? Idk. Iām not attached. The feedback Iāve most gotten is that it doesnāt. I have many nicknames anyway š„°
Jun 7, 2024
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I donāt care for it. It bears no significance to me. I think about how seldom I refer to others by their names and it kinda reflects my feelings toward my own. I donāt even think I like names as a concept. My kitty has a name but I only ever refer to her as kitty. Friends are ādudeā or similar things. I will speak around a name before saying it out loud. I think sometimes that I might like to have no name at all
Jun 26, 2025
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My dad teases me about how when I was a little kid, my favorite thing to do when I was on the landline phone with somebodyābe it a relative or one of my best friendsāwas to breathlessly describe the things that were in my bedroom so that they could have a mental picture of everything I loved and chose to surround myself with, and where I sat at that moment in time. Perfectly Imperfect reminds me of that so thanks for always listening and for sharing with me too š
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Iāve been thinking about how much of social media is centered around curating our self-image. When selfies first became popular, they were dismissed as vain and vapidāa critique often rooted in misogynyābut now, the way we craft our online selves feels more like creating monuments.
We try to signal our individuality, hoping to be seen and understood, but ironically, I think this widens the gap between how others perceive us and who we really are. Instead of fostering connection, it can invite projection and misinterpretationāpreconceived notions, prefab labels, and stereotypes. Worse, individuality has become branded and commodified, reducing our identities to products for others to consume.
On most platforms, validation often comes from how well you can curate and present your imageāselfies, aesthetic branding, and lifestyle content tend to dominate. High engagement is tied to visibility, not necessarily depth or substance. But I think spaces like PI.FYI show that thereās another way: where connection is built on shared ideas, tastes, and interests rather than surface-level content. Itās refreshing to be part of a community that values thoughts over optics.
By sharing so few images of myself, Iāve found that it gives others room to focus on my ideas and voice. When I do share an image, it feels intentionalāsomething that contributes to the story I want to tell rather than defining it. Sharing less allows me to express who I am beyond appearance.
For women, especially, sharing less can be a radical act in a world where the default is to objectify ourselves. It resists the pressure to center appearance, focusing instead on what truly matters: our thoughts, voices, and authenticity. Iāve posted a handful of pictures of myself in 2,500 posts because I care more about showing who I am than how I look.
In trying to be seen, are we making it harder for others to truly know us? Itās a question worth considering.
Dec 27, 2024