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When I was a freshman in high school I had a pretty horrible nickname. I was on the track and cross country teams and I was definitely the low man on the totem pole. At the time my teammates were the closest things I had to actual friends so it actually hurt quite a bit. At the year end school dance (not prom) all the team captains were grouped up and as I came near they all called out to me in their nickname for me. I stood up to them and said I wasn't a freshman anymore and they wouldn't be calling me that in the fall. And basically it worked, I never really heard that name again. I think most of the time people just don't realize how much nicknames can really hurt and get under your skin. You need to let them know.
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