I dated 3 consecutive women (including Ms. P) whose previous bf had the same name as me.
Only name dealbreaker would be mom’s name.
It wouldn’t bother me at all. I once dated a Robin Vicker, who was succeeded by Robin Vickers. That’s not their real names but the s at the end was the only difference. Both relationships lasted only 6-8 months each, and we all knew each other before, and occasionally socialized after the relationships.
There were also some later one-night, umm, ‘reunions’ with both of them. But it was the '70s 
For some reason, most of my exes were named Joe (Joseph) or Steve (Steven). Except for the man I ultimately wound up with.
It wasn’t a dealbreaker for my Dad, more’s the pity. After my Mom died (I was 14) he dated and then married a woman who had the same name (First and married names!) as his departed wife (Mom). That was a little creepy and to ice the cake she had five children to be added to our six! At one point all thirteen of us were under one roof. That’s some serious sign-ignoring going on…
For me it would be my daughter’s name, so for all you "Sophia Caroline"s out there, sorry. It’s not you, it’s me.
My father married a woman (my mother) with the same name as his sister so lucky for me it didn’t bother him.
I have an ex whose dad dumped his mom for his secretary, who had the same name of his mom but in French.
Can one not change one’s vote in a poll? I didn’t change my mind, I just lazily clicked the wrong radio button and realized I’d done it a split second after it was too late. Oh well.
I could absolutely date someone with an ex’s name, and have done so. However, I went out on a date once with a woman with the same name as my sister, and I just couldn’t go on with that. Felt way too weird, and then I felt weird about how weird it felt. The same thing would probably happen if I tried to date someone with my mom’s name, but fortunately while her name is quite common for her generation, it’s quite uncommon for mine.
I don’t think it would be a problem for me, but I wish that I had had better sense than to marry someone whose birthday is only two days different than my ex’s. There were sleepless nights (tomorrow? in three days? which one? damn!) unless I finally gave her a displayable handmade gift with that date carved into it.
I have to remember 4 birthdays in the same week of January; one my ex and 2 days before my current boyfriend. I think. Or is that my lifelong best friend’s birthday, which is a day after her dad’s?
I not only dated her, I married her.
I dated two women with the same first name, sequentially. Didn’t bother me in the least but it I sometimes wondered what the odds of such a thing occurring would be. Haha.
Same name, different person. A person is not their name.
My wife has a common name, so probably wouldn’t matter to me. I’ve had relationships with immigrants with less common names that would probably be awkward. Also, for some reason all of my exes go on to marry or have a longterm relationship with men whose names are similar to mine or have the same beginning consonant/vowel combination. My name is not common at all.
I never much liked my ex husband’s name - it’s not bad, just meh.
Turns out, he’s a pretty bad person, so no … I don’t think I could look past it. Not unless he went by something else (such as a middle name).