My shell

So today I tried to call my mum (yeah yeah) who is in NZ, but instead of talking to her I had a pleasant time chatting my grandma- until she realized who I was. Yes, today my own grandmother forgot who I was. In her defense, I do have an aunt who I am supposedly named after living in NZ, but does that mean I have an accent?
Whatever the case, this brings up something important. I am not that person everyone remembers, I'm actually the opposite. At least it's the case with people who are more of acquaintances than friends. So I really need to step out of this "shell" you might call it, and really let my personality shine. I know that sounds cheesy but I'm serious. I guess this might come from being the youngest and hiding behind my siblings, but if I'm going to make it in this world I really need to break out of that. This is all easier said than done, but I promise I will make more of an effort to speak up and make myself known. So one day someone will say, "Do you remember Angela Wesley?" and that person will reply "Why yes, yes I do and she is awesome."