Post by Caroline O'Hara Burchill on Apr 16, 2017 21:11:54 GMT -5
"A Queen's Fragile Kingdom"
Written by | Thomas Eddleson
Thursday, August 25th, 2016
Back when Caroline O'Hara Burchill garnered international recognition in 2014, everyone couldn't stop talking about her. From the condescending swagger that she exuded to her abrasive and controversial remarks she made in regards to her opponents, the young lady was constantly in the headlines for her unabashedly candid and confident demeanor. Everywhere she went, Ms. Burchill seemed to have a legion of loyal haters that constantly flocked around her, expressing their abhorrence for her. There were times where I thought for certain that the roof of the arena would fly off due to the immense amount of boos and jeers that she received whenever she walked out. It was truly something special to see as everyone would get up and say the most offensive and disparaging things that they could come up with to hurl at the young woman. However, Caroline never paid the fans any mind. In fact, she actually thrived off of the hatred that she received. The cocky smile that graced her face seemed to grow whenever she was confronted by a ruckus crowd. I have never seen someone that caused such a stir in the professional wrestling industry before. Everyone hated Caroline - and Caroline loved it. She shined in the spotlight, and to her credit she was an athletically gifted athlete that kept on performing at a high-level caliber. Even though complimenting Caroline on anything these days seem like a major sin for an individual to commit, she was one of the best wrestlers in the entire world at her prime. Her wit was resounding and her in-ring general presence was commanding. She was fast, agile and her technical skills were flawless - some of the best I've seen out of any wrestler. She was the total package. Everyone detested her, yet she never let the hate get to her. By the end of the year, she transformed into a competitor that was worthy of being in the main event. However, the young woman from Australia never reached her fullest potential and, in February of 2015, she disappeared from professional wrestling. She took a year off and now that she's back, the Caroline O'Hara Burchill of yesteryear seems to be gone completely.
Caroline O'Hara Burchill (born Caroline Valentina Zolnerowich) was someone to watch. She was someone that delivered on almost every word she made and she had everyone take note of her. However, the same Caroline that had the condescending attitude and an "I am better than you!" vibe are gone. We now have a shell of that woman, completely null and void of the fire that she once possessed. Her words no longer have the same vile and cocky tone that was once present. Her words have fallen flat and have no merit whatsoever. What was once a woman who had the world in the palm of her hand was now someone that was at the bottom of the ladder, never being able to climb up the ladder to regain her former glory. And as much as Ms. Burchill wouldn't want to admit it, she is no longer someone that is considered to be a serious athlete. The wrestling community has been disappointed with her since her signing with the rapidly growing Pure Amusement Wrestling. She lost in her debut match, came out empty handed in her recent match for the fed's Pay-Per-View "Bad Moon Rising", and the only win that she has to this date is with Anastasia Hayden in a tag team match. Currently, critics and fans are not impressed at all with Burchill's current resume.
"She [Caroline] f------ sucks!" One fan wrote on an article revealing the results for Bad Moon Rising. "She talks about being a Queen when the b---- hasn't even accomplished anything in her pathetic career. She should've retired and stuck to modeling. No one cares about her."
Many people share that same harsh sentiment. It's just shocking to see how someone like Caroline has had a lackluster career since her return. When Caroline announced that she would be returning to the ring back in June, everyone was watching. Many people were waiting to see if Caroline had what it took to finally have a breakthrough and become a champion. However, many have been left disappointed as Burchill has yet to make a significant impact in PAW. Some people say that she's feeling the effects of ring rust whereas others are bluntly saying that Caroline probably can't handle the level of competition that is present within the fed.
"Pure Amusement Wrestling truly does have some of the best wrestlers in the world today." Fellow contributor Eric Anderson writes. "... It seems as though Caroline just can't keep up with the competition there... and when Caroline is given the chance to showcase what she is capable of, she seems to fail on epic proportions."
Despite the criticism and negativity surrounding the Aussie, Amy Scottsfiern - Caroline's agent and retired professional wrestler- has stood by her client's side as she defended Burchill during a live Skype interview on TMZ Live.
"Caroline has not gotten soft. Sure, her career has been slightly rocky in some parts, but that doesn't mean that she has lost herself. After all, people need to take into consideration that she hasn't been in a ring for a year before she came back. ... I can assure you with the utmost confidence that she [Caroline] has what it takes to be at the top of her game and be a world champion. She'll be rising to the top from now on."
Hopefully, Amy is right. With the way Caroline's PAW career has been going, she certainly is far from being considered a top star in the fed. She has everything to lose should she fail to emerge victorious in her upcoming match against Anastasia Hayden, and with the unimpressive showing that Burchill has been putting out, it's easy to see why the Queen and her kingdom are falling apart.
Thu, August 25, 2016 | New Orleans, Louisiana
Have you ever so been angry to the point where you might become a human eruption of rage and frustration?
Everyone has had their moments. Regardless of the context prior to one's eventual explosion, everyone has had that feeling before. It's something that is so intense that anyone would go mad over. For Caroline O'Hara Burchill, she certainly wasn't someone that was generally calm and relaxed. She had her fair share of tantrums and times where she poured out everything that she had swarming around her. However, for some reason, this was the most upset she's ever been. She couldn't think properly and any kind of rationality that was in her mind from before has completely vanished. It left without a trace and the young woman couldn't see anything else but red. Her eyes were practically glued to the screen of her phone; opulent brown orbs losing any trace of warmth as they became icy daggers glaring at the words that presented themselves to her. Caroline could feel her grip tightening, yet she couldn't relieve the pressure that she was exerting. It was all subconscious, really. She was too fixated on the article that was written about her to realize how angry she became. Even though each word stung at her, she still couldn't look away. She couldn't stop. Even if she was close to practically exploding at any given second, Caroline continued to swipe her finger down to read every single part of the article. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Caroline O'Hara Burchill wouldn't typically care for what other people thought of her. She never paid attention to any negativity that would surround her. After all, she knew that any hate that she would receive was inevitable. However, for once in her life, Caroline was absolutely maddened by the words of someone else. Anger boiled deep in her system, as hot as lava. It churned within, hungry for destruction, and she knew it was too much for her to handle. The pressure of this raging sea of anger would force Caroline to finally snap as she the wine glass she had in her other hand would suddenly shatter within her grasp. Distressed eyes glanced down and caught sight of the scarlet drops that were now trickling down to the counter and ground. As Caroline looked on in bewilderment, her hand trembled vehemently as pain swelled up her entire arm. A piercing, burning sensation shrouded her nerves and her heartbeat was rapid. Everything was out of balance, out of control and Burchill couldn't handle it anymore. The sudden sound of glass breaking alarmed Amy Scottfiern, who was on the couch watching the television. Scottsfiern quickly turned around and was in complete shock as she saw that Caroline was bleeding.
"Caroline, what the fuck happened," Concern was clearly etched on her face as Amy shot up from the couch and rushed over to check on Caroline, who was shaking uncontrollably by now. Not a single word came from the Aussie's mouth. She didn't even bother to look at Amy. The lack of acknowledgment made Amy even more worried as she placed her hands on Burchill's shoulders, trying to get her client's attention.
"Caroline, come on. Look at me," The blonde urged. "What is wrong with you?"
Stillness.
Silence filled the air, yet the tenseness that emanated from Caroline still lingered. It seemed like time came to a standstill, but Amy was still worried. She couldn't step away from Caroline. To see the young woman in such an upset state was alarming. She hadn't seen Caroline angry in such a long time, so it was understandable why Amy was shocked. She sighed, looking down at Caroline's hand. The blood trail was still persistent, hitting the glittering fragments of broken glass and the pool of wine that was on the ground. After a while, Amy finally lets go of Caroline and made her way to the bathroom so that she could get the first aid kit. However, before she could go in, Caroline's hoarse voice finally cut through the silence as she said, "Was this all a mistake?"
Amy stopped, slowly turning around to see Caroline looking at her. She was taken aback as she noticed a few tears coming down her porcelain skin.
"W...what do you mean...?" Amy asked, making her way back to Burchill as a dumbfounded expression appeared on her face. Caroline remained standing, shaking and filled with emotion as she elaborated. "I'm not the same, aren't I? I shouldn't have come back. Everything that everyone has said about me is all true."
Amy blinked, unsure of what to think at the moment. Hearing those words come out of Caroline's own mouth was shocking and she just couldn't believe it. Caroline, who was generally confident and didn't give a shit about anything else but herself, was now doubting herself..? It didn't make any sense to her
"Caroline...," Amy spoke in a soft voice, trying to piece together the situation in her mind so that she could come up with the right words to say. "Why would you say that? Why would you think that this was all a mistake? You wanted to come back, and now here you are. Is everything alright?"
"No, Amy, everything is not alright." Caroline clinched her fist as her jaw became tenser."Nothing is alright. People are discrediting me. Everyone is saying how I don't belong here - that I shouldn't have returned to wrestling. They...are pushing me down the ground and I feel like I'm being pinned. I'm completely defenseless and I can't get rid of that feeling."
"Caroline, that is just absurd. This isn't a mistake! Why are you letting these stupid people get inside your head like this?"
"Don't fuck around with me, Amy. I need you, to be honest with me. I'm not worth shit anymore, right? I should just pack up everything that I have and go back to New York, right?"
"Please, don't go on with this crazy talk. This is--"
"Stop what?!"
Caroline yelled her words, anger completely lighting up her eyes as she looked at the woman in front of her. Startled, Amy took a few steps back. She watched on as Caroline's face contorted as she grew more and more heated, not holding a single thing back from her.
"How many times are people going to disregard everything that I've done as a wrestler? I've busted my ass trying to get back in this industry and people are doubting me. Everyone is saying how I'm way over my head and that I should've retired. This is fucking bullshit! I'm sick and tired of everyone talking shit and making me out to be someone that will never be successful here!"
By then, Caroline was a sobbing mess. The young woman couldn't contain herself and she realized that. So, she just walked past Amy and went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut as she entered. She felt absolutely disgusted with herself. Everything was just terrible. Her career in PAW has been uneventful thus far and everyone just kept on pointing that out to her. It was like a little fly that keeps on buzzing, never wanting to go away. She hated it. Two years ago, everyone was seeing her as a top star. Everyone couldn't stop talking about her and things looked as if they would be going infinitely upwards. However, she was never able to take off. The chains of reality were holding her down, preventing Caroline from ever reaching her limitless potential. Why was this all happening to her? She was now far from ever being at the pinnacle point of her career. Everything was slipping away from her and she just couldn't reach out to get them all back.
She was losing herself, and Caroline was afraid that she would never be able to find herself again.
With her back pressed up against the door, Caroline used her good hand to wipe away her tears. She was not in a good mood, and she began to feel much worse once she realized that she lashed out on Amy. The woman never deserved that. She was only trying to help her out, but Caroline didn't understand that at the time.
I'm such a mess, Caroline thought to herself. This shouldn't be happening to me. What is wrong with me?
With a weary sigh, Caroline went up to the sink and turned the faucet on. She placed her injured hand underneath the running water, watching the scarlet drops of blood mingle with the clear, soothing running that was washing everything away. Her sorrow and rage were slowly beginning to melt away, but Caroline was far from being at a hundred percent. Her hand was still shaking and her body was overwhelmed by a lot of emotions. She was just mentally exhausted. After a while, the young woman cupped her hands together and she leaned her face in to splash herself with the water. She kept doing it, hoping to feel relieved once she was done. However, as Caroline raised her head and looked into the mirror, she was nearly frightened. Her eyes widened and the young woman tilted her head ever so slightly to the side as her mouth became a bit agape. The reflection in the mirror followed her movement, but it wasn't necessarily...her. As in, the reflection was that of Caroline, but it was a different version of her.
The woman that was in the mirror was younger, more bubbly and had a faint smile on her face. Her hair was a lighter color and it was placed in two pigtails. Caroline leaned forward, looking into the reflection. Why was she looking back at a seventeen year old version of herself?
"Why are you so sad?" The reflection asked, prompting Caroline to become white with terror. The reflection still had that smile on her face, looking back at Burchill as she continued to speak. "Why are you listening to those people who are saying that you can't do it? They are just spitting toxic venom at you, trying to break you down and you've allowed that to happen. The real Caroline wouldn't do that. You wouldn't let those people affect you like how they are doing to you now."
Caroline remained silent, unsure of what to make out of the situation. Her head was feeling lighter, and it felt as if the room around her was spinning. The young Aussie gripped her hands onto the sink, looking at the mirror. The reflection simply looked back at her, never changing its expression.
"Caroline, you can prove all of the doubters wrong. Remember when you got scared in your first match and you were doubting yourself? You felt like you weren't ready. You didn't think that you belong here, but guess what? You pushed through all of that, and now here you are. You think that Shawn would want to see you give up so easily? What about Amy or your mother? And, most importantly, think about me... or you, really. People will always have something negative to say about you, but you shouldn't let them dictate whether or not you're a viable competitor. You need to go out there and show to the whole world that you have what it takes to be the best. Prove them all wrong. Make them shut up... because that's what you were able to do when you were in my position. You went from being a timid little girl to a woman who can dominate. You just have to believe in yourself and ignore anyone that tells you that you can't do it. Fuck the doubters. They aren't worth anything."
A smirk came across the reflection's face. "You can do it, Caroline," It said reassuringly. "I did it, and I had a lot to prove back then. So, why can't you do the same thing?"
Suddenly, a faint smile graced the face of the Aussie as she slowly nodded her head, taking those words to heart.
"I...I will...," Caroline said softly. "...I-"
"Caroline?"
A knock on the door interrupted Caroline, causing the woman to turn her head towards the door.
"Yeah?" Caroline called out, turning off the water.
"Are you okay now?" Amy asked. "Did you get the first aid kit?"
Caroline then glanced down at her hand, realizing that she still had the cut that she needed to tend to. As Caroline went to open up the medicine cabinet, she looked at the mirror and saw that the reflection of her younger self was now gone. She was now looking back at herself, and Caroline nearly cringed as she saw how red and puffy her eyes were. Her nose was red as well, and she looked completely out of it. However, Caroline just shook her head and got out the first aid kit.
"I'm on it," Caroline said. "I was just trying to gather my thoughts. I'm sorry I snapped at you, Amy."
"It's okay, Caroline. I understand how frustrated you were. Just... don't scare me like that ever again, alright?"
"Yeah, I won't," Caroline responded sheepishly, embarrassed with the way she acted earlier. She glanced up to look at herself once more and sighed.
She really needed to get her act together.
Have you ever so been angry to the point where you might become a human eruption of rage and frustration?
Everyone has had their moments. Regardless of the context prior to one's eventual explosion, everyone has had that feeling before. It's something that is so intense that anyone would go mad over. For Caroline O'Hara Burchill, she certainly wasn't someone that was generally calm and relaxed. She had her fair share of tantrums and times where she poured out everything that she had swarming around her. However, for some reason, this was the most upset she's ever been. She couldn't think properly and any kind of rationality that was in her mind from before has completely vanished. It left without a trace and the young woman couldn't see anything else but red. Her eyes were practically glued to the screen of her phone; opulent brown orbs losing any trace of warmth as they became icy daggers glaring at the words that presented themselves to her. Caroline could feel her grip tightening, yet she couldn't relieve the pressure that she was exerting. It was all subconscious, really. She was too fixated on the article that was written about her to realize how angry she became. Even though each word stung at her, she still couldn't look away. She couldn't stop. Even if she was close to practically exploding at any given second, Caroline continued to swipe her finger down to read every single part of the article. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Caroline O'Hara Burchill wouldn't typically care for what other people thought of her. She never paid attention to any negativity that would surround her. After all, she knew that any hate that she would receive was inevitable. However, for once in her life, Caroline was absolutely maddened by the words of someone else. Anger boiled deep in her system, as hot as lava. It churned within, hungry for destruction, and she knew it was too much for her to handle. The pressure of this raging sea of anger would force Caroline to finally snap as she the wine glass she had in her other hand would suddenly shatter within her grasp. Distressed eyes glanced down and caught sight of the scarlet drops that were now trickling down to the counter and ground. As Caroline looked on in bewilderment, her hand trembled vehemently as pain swelled up her entire arm. A piercing, burning sensation shrouded her nerves and her heartbeat was rapid. Everything was out of balance, out of control and Burchill couldn't handle it anymore. The sudden sound of glass breaking alarmed Amy Scottfiern, who was on the couch watching the television. Scottsfiern quickly turned around and was in complete shock as she saw that Caroline was bleeding.
"Caroline, what the fuck happened," Concern was clearly etched on her face as Amy shot up from the couch and rushed over to check on Caroline, who was shaking uncontrollably by now. Not a single word came from the Aussie's mouth. She didn't even bother to look at Amy. The lack of acknowledgment made Amy even more worried as she placed her hands on Burchill's shoulders, trying to get her client's attention.
"Caroline, come on. Look at me," The blonde urged. "What is wrong with you?"
Stillness.
Silence filled the air, yet the tenseness that emanated from Caroline still lingered. It seemed like time came to a standstill, but Amy was still worried. She couldn't step away from Caroline. To see the young woman in such an upset state was alarming. She hadn't seen Caroline angry in such a long time, so it was understandable why Amy was shocked. She sighed, looking down at Caroline's hand. The blood trail was still persistent, hitting the glittering fragments of broken glass and the pool of wine that was on the ground. After a while, Amy finally lets go of Caroline and made her way to the bathroom so that she could get the first aid kit. However, before she could go in, Caroline's hoarse voice finally cut through the silence as she said, "Was this all a mistake?"
Amy stopped, slowly turning around to see Caroline looking at her. She was taken aback as she noticed a few tears coming down her porcelain skin.
"W...what do you mean...?" Amy asked, making her way back to Burchill as a dumbfounded expression appeared on her face. Caroline remained standing, shaking and filled with emotion as she elaborated. "I'm not the same, aren't I? I shouldn't have come back. Everything that everyone has said about me is all true."
Amy blinked, unsure of what to think at the moment. Hearing those words come out of Caroline's own mouth was shocking and she just couldn't believe it. Caroline, who was generally confident and didn't give a shit about anything else but herself, was now doubting herself..? It didn't make any sense to her
"Caroline...," Amy spoke in a soft voice, trying to piece together the situation in her mind so that she could come up with the right words to say. "Why would you say that? Why would you think that this was all a mistake? You wanted to come back, and now here you are. Is everything alright?"
"No, Amy, everything is not alright." Caroline clinched her fist as her jaw became tenser."Nothing is alright. People are discrediting me. Everyone is saying how I don't belong here - that I shouldn't have returned to wrestling. They...are pushing me down the ground and I feel like I'm being pinned. I'm completely defenseless and I can't get rid of that feeling."
"Caroline, that is just absurd. This isn't a mistake! Why are you letting these stupid people get inside your head like this?"
"Don't fuck around with me, Amy. I need you, to be honest with me. I'm not worth shit anymore, right? I should just pack up everything that I have and go back to New York, right?"
"Please, don't go on with this crazy talk. This is--"
"Stop what?!"
Caroline yelled her words, anger completely lighting up her eyes as she looked at the woman in front of her. Startled, Amy took a few steps back. She watched on as Caroline's face contorted as she grew more and more heated, not holding a single thing back from her.
"How many times are people going to disregard everything that I've done as a wrestler? I've busted my ass trying to get back in this industry and people are doubting me. Everyone is saying how I'm way over my head and that I should've retired. This is fucking bullshit! I'm sick and tired of everyone talking shit and making me out to be someone that will never be successful here!"
By then, Caroline was a sobbing mess. The young woman couldn't contain herself and she realized that. So, she just walked past Amy and went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut as she entered. She felt absolutely disgusted with herself. Everything was just terrible. Her career in PAW has been uneventful thus far and everyone just kept on pointing that out to her. It was like a little fly that keeps on buzzing, never wanting to go away. She hated it. Two years ago, everyone was seeing her as a top star. Everyone couldn't stop talking about her and things looked as if they would be going infinitely upwards. However, she was never able to take off. The chains of reality were holding her down, preventing Caroline from ever reaching her limitless potential. Why was this all happening to her? She was now far from ever being at the pinnacle point of her career. Everything was slipping away from her and she just couldn't reach out to get them all back.
She was losing herself, and Caroline was afraid that she would never be able to find herself again.
With her back pressed up against the door, Caroline used her good hand to wipe away her tears. She was not in a good mood, and she began to feel much worse once she realized that she lashed out on Amy. The woman never deserved that. She was only trying to help her out, but Caroline didn't understand that at the time.
I'm such a mess, Caroline thought to herself. This shouldn't be happening to me. What is wrong with me?
With a weary sigh, Caroline went up to the sink and turned the faucet on. She placed her injured hand underneath the running water, watching the scarlet drops of blood mingle with the clear, soothing running that was washing everything away. Her sorrow and rage were slowly beginning to melt away, but Caroline was far from being at a hundred percent. Her hand was still shaking and her body was overwhelmed by a lot of emotions. She was just mentally exhausted. After a while, the young woman cupped her hands together and she leaned her face in to splash herself with the water. She kept doing it, hoping to feel relieved once she was done. However, as Caroline raised her head and looked into the mirror, she was nearly frightened. Her eyes widened and the young woman tilted her head ever so slightly to the side as her mouth became a bit agape. The reflection in the mirror followed her movement, but it wasn't necessarily...her. As in, the reflection was that of Caroline, but it was a different version of her.
The woman that was in the mirror was younger, more bubbly and had a faint smile on her face. Her hair was a lighter color and it was placed in two pigtails. Caroline leaned forward, looking into the reflection. Why was she looking back at a seventeen year old version of herself?
"Why are you so sad?" The reflection asked, prompting Caroline to become white with terror. The reflection still had that smile on her face, looking back at Burchill as she continued to speak. "Why are you listening to those people who are saying that you can't do it? They are just spitting toxic venom at you, trying to break you down and you've allowed that to happen. The real Caroline wouldn't do that. You wouldn't let those people affect you like how they are doing to you now."
Caroline remained silent, unsure of what to make out of the situation. Her head was feeling lighter, and it felt as if the room around her was spinning. The young Aussie gripped her hands onto the sink, looking at the mirror. The reflection simply looked back at her, never changing its expression.
"Caroline, you can prove all of the doubters wrong. Remember when you got scared in your first match and you were doubting yourself? You felt like you weren't ready. You didn't think that you belong here, but guess what? You pushed through all of that, and now here you are. You think that Shawn would want to see you give up so easily? What about Amy or your mother? And, most importantly, think about me... or you, really. People will always have something negative to say about you, but you shouldn't let them dictate whether or not you're a viable competitor. You need to go out there and show to the whole world that you have what it takes to be the best. Prove them all wrong. Make them shut up... because that's what you were able to do when you were in my position. You went from being a timid little girl to a woman who can dominate. You just have to believe in yourself and ignore anyone that tells you that you can't do it. Fuck the doubters. They aren't worth anything."
A smirk came across the reflection's face. "You can do it, Caroline," It said reassuringly. "I did it, and I had a lot to prove back then. So, why can't you do the same thing?"
Suddenly, a faint smile graced the face of the Aussie as she slowly nodded her head, taking those words to heart.
"I...I will...," Caroline said softly. "...I-"
"Caroline?"
A knock on the door interrupted Caroline, causing the woman to turn her head towards the door.
"Yeah?" Caroline called out, turning off the water.
"Are you okay now?" Amy asked. "Did you get the first aid kit?"
Caroline then glanced down at her hand, realizing that she still had the cut that she needed to tend to. As Caroline went to open up the medicine cabinet, she looked at the mirror and saw that the reflection of her younger self was now gone. She was now looking back at herself, and Caroline nearly cringed as she saw how red and puffy her eyes were. Her nose was red as well, and she looked completely out of it. However, Caroline just shook her head and got out the first aid kit.
"I'm on it," Caroline said. "I was just trying to gather my thoughts. I'm sorry I snapped at you, Amy."
"It's okay, Caroline. I understand how frustrated you were. Just... don't scare me like that ever again, alright?"
"Yeah, I won't," Caroline responded sheepishly, embarrassed with the way she acted earlier. She glanced up to look at herself once more and sighed.
She really needed to get her act together.
