By now many of you would have realized that I changed the name of the blog from Chanz Robie: Being Me to Discovering Chañel: Being Me. I will be using this post to give an explanation of the change.

I can still remember the first time I was called Chanz. I was on the phone with a guy who I found myself falling for and was unable to and didn’t want to stop the process. It was amazing, the conversations upon conversations. It was like I had found my own personal drug. The night he called me Chanz, I was thrilled that he had seen it fit to give me a nickname and so I became Chanz. The girl whose world revolved around one guy for years. In many ways the name Chanz became the label of a girl hooked on something better and stronger than cocaine. Something that was so addictive, Chañel was lost beneath the need to be with someone who didn’t respect her, the swinging between sharp extremes of emotions and the need to be his Chanz.

I don’t know when I woke up but over the past year, I’ve slowly found myself shedding that shell. The more I empowered others, it was the more I felt empowered. But much to my chagrin, I still held on to some of the little things that were reminiscent of my time with the guy. One of these pesky things was the nickname Chanz. I had it on most of my accounts. Everywhere I checked Chanz dominated. I decided to make a change. This teenaged clingy caterpillar of 6 years had transformed into a blooming butterfly who had a zest for life and a mind of her own. This body has changed management. The Queen has returned. A girl, Chanz, doesn’t live here anymore. An intelligent, funny, intriguing, beautiful young woman lives here and her name is Chañel.

XOXO

Chañel

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