I hate the name
Hannah. It makes me think of two things: An overweight, very plain, mid-nineteenth century woman, in a very drab dark mid-nineteen century dress, with hair parted in the middle and stuck very close to her scalp, which is how all mid-nineteenth century women wore their hair but on her it's even more unattractive than it is on 99% of other women. And second, it makes me think of chicken soup, which I hate. The name
Hannah makes me want to vomit.