When a teen decides to officially change her name, she never thought it would be something she had to repeatedly defend.
But her pregnant sister-in-law kept bringing it up, trying to understand the decision—again, and again, and again.
After months of repeated questioning, tensions reached a breaking point, leading to tears and a family confrontation.
Now, the teen wonders if she went too far in her frustration.
AITA for making my pregnant SIL cry when she kept asking why I changed my name?
My brother (30m) is married to Hailey (29f) and they’re expecting a baby together.
Last year I (17f) officially changed my first name from Evelyn to Indie (which was a nickname form of my original middle name).
My parents gave in after realizing how serious I was about being Indie and how I was not warming up to or growing into Evelyn.
My brother and Hailey want an older/vintage name for their baby and Hailey asked me about 5 months ago why I disliked Evelyn enough to change the name.
I suppose it’s fine to be curious.
At the time she brought up how popular the name has become and how vintage is back.
I told her I didn’t like vintage names and to me it sounded really old fashioned.
I told her the popularity didn’t influence my decision.
She wanted to know my reason for disliking older names and why I liked something like Indie instead.
I didn’t mind her asking this first time.
She brought it up again a week later and she asked the same question and pressed more for why.
She asked a third and a fourth time.
I gave her the same answer and asked her why she kept asking me.
Okay, not that curious.
I told her my answer wasn’t going to change.
By the seventh time she asked she admitted she was worried her baby would hate having an older name and wanted to figure out what she could do to prevent what happened with me happening to her.
She also said she’d like me to rethink my name because she thought Evelyn was beautiful and she was sad I had chosen something like Indie over it.
I asked her to stop so many times already and I even asked my brother to stop her.
He told me I needed to understand it was the hormones.
I can easily say she has asked me this more than 25 times by now.
I’m not exaggerating that number either.
Come on. That’s insane!
Two weeks ago when she brought it up again she felt like I had made a mistake changing my name and how 30 year old me wouldn’t be so against Evelyn.
I told her 30 year old me can deal with it if that happens.
She told me I didn’t really have a good reason to like the name and Indie seemed like the kind of name someone young likes but not someone older.
Then yesterday happened and I kinda lost my temper.
She started out asking the same stuff and the baby is almost ready to be born so I know it’s coming to an end.
Nut she asked me to really think about why and help her because she couldn’t figure out what she’d do differently than my parents did.
Then she said they really shouldn’t have let me change my name so young.
Oh no she didn’t.
I snapped and I told her to stop asking me the same question because my answer won’t change and her comments are not changing my mind because I don’t like old fashioned names.
I told her I think they’re awful and I’m sick and tired of hearing about how much better they are and having her try to make me find a reason she finds acceptable.
I told her just like she hates Indie, I hate Evelyn and she needs to let it go already.
She burst into tears and my brother got so mad at me.
My parents were also like why did I have to speak to her so harshly.
AITA?
While snapping may not have been the best approach, it seems like the persistent questioning and emotional strain finally pushed her over the edge.
Reddit thinks she isn’t out of line at all.
This person can’t understand the name obsession.
This person says pregnancy can’t be the excuse on this one.
And this person is completely on her side, too.
When you ask the same question 25 times, don’t be surprised when the answer finally comes with some extra spice.
Let it go already.
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