First it Louise. And what wrong with it is:
it's five freaking letters picked out of a hat BY me for my stupid ass hippie mother.
Nobody gave enough of a damn to put any thought into it.
I don't feel comfortable saying MY OWN Name.
I've been called that and 4 other names my entire life.
No one has put one single ounce of thought into what to call me.
There are other reasons... But they are mine.
For fucks sake... My mother would have let me be aster. Or tears. Or freaking stare. She's a bitch.