I never thought that such a prominent surname would one day hang behind my name. To be precise, I never thought that it might be true!
Until my mother died and was thrown away by her sister and my nominal aunt along with a birth certificate in front of the door that was as exaggerated as its reputation, I still stubbornly thought that it was just a joke.
Just like the advice my grandfather gave my father when choosing parenting textbooks, it was just a casual joke.
Therefore, the first question I seriously thought about after accepting this surname was:
What if our father didn't follow grandpa's advice when educating us and chose "The Development of Personality" as a parenting guide?
Everyone... Should be much more normal...