When I was a kid, I changed the spelling of my name. After months of attempting to master the ability to write the letter E, I determined it was an impossible feat and decided to change my name instead. No notice to my parents, no questions asked. No more of that Maddie nonsense. Stubborn and smug, I thought I’d outsmarted the game. I’ve regretted it ever since. Just how late in life is too late to change your name back...? Sincerely, Maddy with a Y.