It's my middle name. I know. You're all, "Whaaa?! But, I've always known you as Kristin. How can you be known as anything else?!"
I know. It's been a pain my whole life. Every new school year. Then when I got older, every CLASS every year. Every new job. Doctor offices, applying/signing up/requesting ANYTHING officially. Unless want to be called a name I won't respond to, I have to correct them. Which 70% of the time then leads an explaination I'm sick of giving, quite honestly.
It's just... a pain. But what are you gonna do? Nothing. Except have a really good case for psychosis and dual personalities should I ever need "temporary insanity" plea. :)