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Input: Text: i live in denmark, and two years ago (but around this time of the year) i got confirmated. for those of you who don't know what it is, danish babies typically gets christened as a way of naming them, and at that event, the parents say for the baby that they believe in god. and when you're 14, typically, there's another ceremony where you confirmate your faith in god. most don't actually believe in anything, and religion is generally a pretty low priority in denmark - but it's a tradition. and it's a big party with lots of gifts, so lying a couple of times in god's house isn't that big of a deal. 


but, since my mom wanted me to decide for myself what i believed in (she's an actual christian, so it's more than just a tradition for her) i didn't get christened - so i needed to get that done just before the confirmation. now, same situation for my best friend, and she got christened the week before i did. i was present at hers, and i was very focused on everything going on, as a way of preparing myself for what i should do at my own. 


so, i'm sitting in the front row in the church. it's small, in a small town, and the priest is the same who wedded my mom and step father. beside me sits my family and best friend. the church is unusually full, and i recognize a lot of people from school, since we need to go to mass an x antal times to even get confirmated - and since the ceremony is next week, everyone is getting busy hitting the number. even though i haven't been thinking of my christening that much, i'm nervous. i can feel it in my arms, and my muscles twists to the beat of my fast pacing heart. 

soon i'm standing up, and my mother and step father stands a few feet behind me. the memory of my best friend getting christened runs through my head on repeat. 


the priests asks for my name. i mention my first name.
"*your full name please*," she asks, and i laugh it off and tells it.


except it's not my last name. it's my best friend's.
the church is silent. i hear my best friend choke/gasp, somewhere in between. i hear nothing but shame from my family. i hastily, and loudly, say:

"*no, no, that's not my real name!*" 
i now sound like someone living a double life, and forgetting which persona i was using. it was like i actually forgot my name - there was a moment when my brain was actually asking "*wait, what's my name*?"

mildly stuttering, i muster my *actual full name*, my hair gets wet and i am officially god's child. there's only a couple of feet back to the front row, but it's a long walk of shame. they all heard my fuck up.
my best friend gladly tells this story to every new person we meet, and she regularly says that i love her family so much, that i wanna get adopted by them.


 

edited because finals makes my brain forget how to spell

TIFU by forgetting my own name