One E, two L's.
I get upset when people spell my name wrong.
I adore my name. Most people hate what they're called but my parents did good. I think it's unique. I think it sounds pretty. It flows nicely. It can be shortened and it can lend to some pretty interesting acrostic poems. My nicknames come in an array of forms. Ellie, Elliebear, Eloopa, El's Bells, Eleesh (never call me that it sounds like 'a leash' never I swear never call me that I will hurt you), Smelly Ellie, Belly Ellie, Welly Ellie and so on...
I'm well aware of how bizarre and idiotic this topic is but it's a reoccurring event that my name is spelt incorrectly. So why does such a small, insignificant problem like this get me down? As a small independent artist, I need all the promotion I can get. If I'm doing a free gig, it is particularly important that my name is spelt right otherwise there is just no way people can find me online. The industry has moved onto the internet so making sure I'm easy to find is a necessity. It's the gateway for me to receive future opportunities, a way to grow more of a platform. Lets be honest, you won't catch the name of an artist or band every single time you're off out and if my name is spelt incorrectly on a poster, you simply won't be able to find me.
My heart genuinely sinks whenever my name isn't spelt right. It makes me feel like a burden and
I can't share anything when I'm typed out as 'Bisha Green' (although I think that was an extreme case of miscommunication). I can laugh it off all I want but in the end, I can't promote events as well as I usually can and my dramatic head just goes off on an overthinking stretch of thoughts
wondering if I'm a selfish cow for wanting to have my name spelt right.
My mum asks if I want to change my name. I know she's joking but deep down it would be the easiest thing to do. But it's my name. It's the most important thing about me and I refuse to change it. Mistakes happen and it's very much something I am able to deal with. Maybe just double check before you put out any official posters. Saves me feeling bad about asking you to change it. I won't stop until 'Ellisha' is automatically corrected onto our devices.
So for god's sake,
spell my name right.
(Please).

Here's an acrostic poem I made when I was nine/ten. I was an odd child.