Aug 2018
My name is Amber.
Not Amber Rose.
Yes, I get it.
I am named after my grandmother.
I don't mind that.
What I do mind is your thinking.
I don't want to live in the shadow of someone else!
I know.
I disappoint you.
Get in line, Mother.
I am not Grandmother Rosalie.
I am my own person!
So I'll say it once again.
My name is Amber.
Not Amber Rose.
Yes, I get it.
I am named after my grandmother.
I don't mind that.
What I do mind is your thinking.
I don't want to live in the shadow of someone else!
I know.
I disappoint you.
Get in line, Mother.
I am not Grandmother Rosalie.
I am my own person!
So I'll say it once again.
My name is Amber.
My mother keeps calling me Amber Rose and has even stated it as my name on my senior photos because she wants me to be a copy of my grandmother, who died several years ago.
