Post by Kathleen Conway on Mar 23, 2013 6:42:19 GMT -6
Dr Fisher: Forgive my curiousity here Mrs Conway, but what exactly attracts you to a man like your husband?
Kathleen Conway is laying on the couch in her psychiatrist's office, with her hands tucked behind her head as she stares at the ceiling and smiles before answering.
Kathy: It's a good question Doctor, and believe me you are not the first nor will you be the last to ask me that. Everybody from my dear sweet sister Tiffany to my own mother and to the colleagues I now travel the road together with in NCW has asked me that at one time or another, and my response to them has always been the same...they just wouldn't understand, but you - you're a psychiatrist, it is your job to understand, so maybe you will...
Dr Fisher: Well yes, I certainly hope so. I mean he must be pretty special if you decided to leave your career as an officer of the law back home in Kansas and retrain yourself as a wrestler.
Kathy: Yes, he is. Boy, I remember, Mom was so mad. Not only was I leaving home, the state or my job, but I was doing so for a man I hadn't seen in over two years at the time, a man I had spent only one night with, a man who was the father of my child and a man I wasn't even sure would remember me...
Dr Fisher: Yes, as I recall from one of our previous sessions, it is quite the story. The fact that you two crossed paths again purely by coincidence that your former boyfriend Steve retrained himself and happened to join the company where Jake worked. When you found out, you felt that he had to know his daughter but you weren't yet willing to betray Steve, so my question is what changed?
Kathy turns her head to face Dr Fisher who was scribbling in his notepad.
Kathy: Nothing. And that was the problem. Nothing at all had changed. When I laid my eyes on him again, I knew he wasn't just another one night stand anymore, trust me I've had those, and I tried to spare Steve, to keep whatever we had going, to fight my very instincts, but looking back on it now, it all seems very futile. Perhaps it was inevitable, you call it coincidence Doctor, others call it fate. I don't know what too call it. I only know that I was lucky. After two years, I took the biggest gamble of my life with the highest stakes of all, my heart and it paid off...
Dr Fisher: Well I must say, from what I remember about your husband, you're certainly starting to sound more and more like him, much more so in our recent sessions than the ones we had five years ago. You've changed, Mrs Conway...
Kathy: Again, you're not the first to make that observation Doctor. My colleagues are fond of reminding me of this on a weekly basis, and the worst thing is they act surprised, they act as if its some unpardonable sin to be changed by the love you have for a person. To be improved by it. To be made a better person. They clearly do not know what true love is.
Dr Fisher: So you think Jake Conway has made you a better person?
Kathy: There is no question in my mind.
Dr Fisher jots down something.
Dr Fisher: Interesting...
Kathy raises an eyebrow at this.
Kathy: What is?
Dr Fisher: The fact that for our second session in a row now, you've avoided the same question. You still haven't told me why you're attracted to him, seems to me you're avoiding the issue, my question is why?
Kathy gets annoyed by this.
Kathy: What do you want me to say Doctor? Do you want me to gush over the fact that my husband has a fabulous ass? Do you want all the intimate details of how one look from him makes me feel as giddy as a schoolgirl?
Dr Fisher: Not necessarily, but I do find it very telling that your initial reaction is to base your attraction on something so superficial. There must be something deeper, something you're not telling me, something you're afraid to admit. Forgive my frankness, Mrs Conway but couples like the two of you don't sacrifice nearly as much as you each have for just "a fabulous ass"...
Kathy yawns as she sits in front of the camera in an orange T-shirt that has the word 'Goddess' written across it in sparkling silver.
Oh, I'm sorry, forgive me but that just seems to be the only response I have these days when it comes to the artist formerly known as Crystal Hilton. What more can I say Crystal that I haven't already said? You're going to tell me the same things over and over and over again ad nauseum about how I have accomplished nothing, about how I only won the now defunct Starlets Tag Titles because you gave them up, and how I'm not worthy of your time because you made me tap out once some time ago and how you're simply better than me because most recently your team picked up a victory against Emma, Jenny and myself...and you expect me to be phased by it, you expect me to care about anything you have to say, but I don't, I never have and I never will.
Your opinion much like everything else about you Crystal is irrelevant. You question what it is that I have done on my own here in NCW recently, and I could ask you the same question. I could, but then your friend Sydney would probably make a special guest appearance in your promo specifically to call me a parrot just like my husband, even when it makes no *** damned sense.
But then when has anybody ever really accused you of making sense Crystal? You see, its easy to act all smug and self important when you've built your entire career on the back of the most successful female talent in the history of this industry. Its easy to act like you mean something, that you mean business when you have picking your friends down to such an art form. You know who to associate yourself with, you always have. It's one of only a handful of your real talents, along with getting down on your knees and offering plot synopses to shameful sequels like Rocky Five apparently...
Seriously, what the ****?
You seem to think that I'm here for the same reason you are, to try and validate my career by winning the Starlets World Championship, but I'm not. I don't need that belt to feel better about myself, to compensate for the fact that my husband doesn't really love me and uses me as a prop to tell his friends "Hey, I must be good because I am the only man ever to get my woman back from Steve Awesome..." and to his credit, that is quite the achievement, but I digress. I don't need to represent the Starlets Division as its Champion because I AM The Starlets Division. I have the only title that means anything. I have the right to choose when and who wrestle. I don't need to bust my ass to make my name mean something, and that drives you crazy doesn't it Crystal? Say I'm riding my husband's name if you want to, but at least I have the mammaries to admit it. You seem to think I'm going somewhere, but I'm going nowhere and the difference between us Crystal is that I'm absolutely fine with that...
Kathleen Conway is laying on the couch in her psychiatrist's office, with her hands tucked behind her head as she stares at the ceiling and smiles before answering.
Kathy: It's a good question Doctor, and believe me you are not the first nor will you be the last to ask me that. Everybody from my dear sweet sister Tiffany to my own mother and to the colleagues I now travel the road together with in NCW has asked me that at one time or another, and my response to them has always been the same...they just wouldn't understand, but you - you're a psychiatrist, it is your job to understand, so maybe you will...
Dr Fisher: Well yes, I certainly hope so. I mean he must be pretty special if you decided to leave your career as an officer of the law back home in Kansas and retrain yourself as a wrestler.
Kathy: Yes, he is. Boy, I remember, Mom was so mad. Not only was I leaving home, the state or my job, but I was doing so for a man I hadn't seen in over two years at the time, a man I had spent only one night with, a man who was the father of my child and a man I wasn't even sure would remember me...
Dr Fisher: Yes, as I recall from one of our previous sessions, it is quite the story. The fact that you two crossed paths again purely by coincidence that your former boyfriend Steve retrained himself and happened to join the company where Jake worked. When you found out, you felt that he had to know his daughter but you weren't yet willing to betray Steve, so my question is what changed?
Kathy turns her head to face Dr Fisher who was scribbling in his notepad.
Kathy: Nothing. And that was the problem. Nothing at all had changed. When I laid my eyes on him again, I knew he wasn't just another one night stand anymore, trust me I've had those, and I tried to spare Steve, to keep whatever we had going, to fight my very instincts, but looking back on it now, it all seems very futile. Perhaps it was inevitable, you call it coincidence Doctor, others call it fate. I don't know what too call it. I only know that I was lucky. After two years, I took the biggest gamble of my life with the highest stakes of all, my heart and it paid off...
Dr Fisher: Well I must say, from what I remember about your husband, you're certainly starting to sound more and more like him, much more so in our recent sessions than the ones we had five years ago. You've changed, Mrs Conway...
Kathy: Again, you're not the first to make that observation Doctor. My colleagues are fond of reminding me of this on a weekly basis, and the worst thing is they act surprised, they act as if its some unpardonable sin to be changed by the love you have for a person. To be improved by it. To be made a better person. They clearly do not know what true love is.
Dr Fisher: So you think Jake Conway has made you a better person?
Kathy: There is no question in my mind.
Dr Fisher jots down something.
Dr Fisher: Interesting...
Kathy raises an eyebrow at this.
Kathy: What is?
Dr Fisher: The fact that for our second session in a row now, you've avoided the same question. You still haven't told me why you're attracted to him, seems to me you're avoiding the issue, my question is why?
Kathy gets annoyed by this.
Kathy: What do you want me to say Doctor? Do you want me to gush over the fact that my husband has a fabulous ass? Do you want all the intimate details of how one look from him makes me feel as giddy as a schoolgirl?
Dr Fisher: Not necessarily, but I do find it very telling that your initial reaction is to base your attraction on something so superficial. There must be something deeper, something you're not telling me, something you're afraid to admit. Forgive my frankness, Mrs Conway but couples like the two of you don't sacrifice nearly as much as you each have for just "a fabulous ass"...
Kathy yawns as she sits in front of the camera in an orange T-shirt that has the word 'Goddess' written across it in sparkling silver.
Oh, I'm sorry, forgive me but that just seems to be the only response I have these days when it comes to the artist formerly known as Crystal Hilton. What more can I say Crystal that I haven't already said? You're going to tell me the same things over and over and over again ad nauseum about how I have accomplished nothing, about how I only won the now defunct Starlets Tag Titles because you gave them up, and how I'm not worthy of your time because you made me tap out once some time ago and how you're simply better than me because most recently your team picked up a victory against Emma, Jenny and myself...and you expect me to be phased by it, you expect me to care about anything you have to say, but I don't, I never have and I never will.
Your opinion much like everything else about you Crystal is irrelevant. You question what it is that I have done on my own here in NCW recently, and I could ask you the same question. I could, but then your friend Sydney would probably make a special guest appearance in your promo specifically to call me a parrot just like my husband, even when it makes no *** damned sense.
But then when has anybody ever really accused you of making sense Crystal? You see, its easy to act all smug and self important when you've built your entire career on the back of the most successful female talent in the history of this industry. Its easy to act like you mean something, that you mean business when you have picking your friends down to such an art form. You know who to associate yourself with, you always have. It's one of only a handful of your real talents, along with getting down on your knees and offering plot synopses to shameful sequels like Rocky Five apparently...
Seriously, what the ****?
You seem to think that I'm here for the same reason you are, to try and validate my career by winning the Starlets World Championship, but I'm not. I don't need that belt to feel better about myself, to compensate for the fact that my husband doesn't really love me and uses me as a prop to tell his friends "Hey, I must be good because I am the only man ever to get my woman back from Steve Awesome..." and to his credit, that is quite the achievement, but I digress. I don't need to represent the Starlets Division as its Champion because I AM The Starlets Division. I have the only title that means anything. I have the right to choose when and who wrestle. I don't need to bust my ass to make my name mean something, and that drives you crazy doesn't it Crystal? Say I'm riding my husband's name if you want to, but at least I have the mammaries to admit it. You seem to think I'm going somewhere, but I'm going nowhere and the difference between us Crystal is that I'm absolutely fine with that...