are you ready for this?
I was born jason micheal mace.
My parents were hippies and thought since Jason meant healer it would be a cool, unique name. joke's on me however because the year I was Born, Jason was the Most commonly chosen name in America. I remember growing up and going to school, there were always 5-6 Jasons in each of my classes. It was so bad that the teachers just called us by our last names. My ethnicity is mostly French, European, Czechoslovakian, and some Native American... I’m a mutt. Growing up, I lived under the sun and was so dark that a lot of people thought I was Mexican. I liked my last name. I actually preferred for people to call me by my last name. I believe we were named after the spice or perhaps the medieval weapon. My hippie parents divorced while I was still young and never saw much of my dad. My mom remarried and my Stepfather raised me as his own.
I’m not gonna go into much detail about this part as I am still pretty sensitive about it.
About the time I was in J.R High School I was adopted by my stepfather and my name changed to
jason wayne raper.
Raper? WTF? Who in the fuck came up with that name? As I understand it, My stepfather’s decendants were from Germany and were “Rope Makers” and were known as “Ropers” but when they immigrated to America the name got mistranslated. Still, fuckin’ “Raper”, can ya believe it. I hated that fuckin’ name, still do. It’s brought me a lot of grief and has put me in a lot of uncomfortable situations….
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