it was during this time that Catalina had found herself sinking, drowning, unable to keep herself afloat any longer. this was the point in which she went through numerous mental challenges. she's doing better now, after intensive hospital visits that were kept on the down low 'for the sake of the family's reputation'. she's on medication for her anxiety and her night terrors, yet truly she doesn't know which one she would prefer. waking up in sweats every second night, panicked that the demon which had haunted her for years had finally finished the job. or rather knocked out like a zombie, waking up not feeling refreshed but drügged.
PERSONALITY she's a nightmare. she's a daydream. she's a sweetheart. she's a savage. she's the type of girl guys dream about and the type of girl that other girls envy. she is adventurous with a keen craving for trying out new things and immersing herself into the moment. she's drop-dead gorgeous and there's no doubt that, with a personality to make those basic people drool you have every reason to be jealous. she is topping all of her classes, her intelligence almost unable to be challenged. however her tendency to put 'pro' in procrastination can tend to get the better of her at times.
she's loyal to a fault, once her trust is earned that is which is a difficult feat to say the least. if you hurt someone she loves you shouldn't be surprised if she comes for you, she will take you down. she waited around so long for some Knight in shining armour, yet she came to the harsh truth that people just don't care enough. and so she had to slay her own dragons and wield her own swords. and she's fine with that; even if it would be nice to have someone to lean on, to have someone tell her that she's doing a good job. alas, she does not.
her creative side is undoubtably, photography being an outlet for her. a chance to immerse herself into a fresh perspective, to capture moments otherwise lost to the cruel clutches of time. she's riddled with insecurities, with her own issues and anxiety although she would never let you know it. she's too strong for that, she'd be the sort of person to bottle up all her own problems until one day they burst and she breaks- and now her problems can no longer fit them all back in.
however, there's always been a softer side to her. ever since her youth, ever since she was young really, there's always remained a softer side. a more compassionate, gentle and approachable side. however, in such a savage and savvy business world those who are soft are torn apart. yet for those who are indeed fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of who she is behind closed doors, would have to simply stop and pause in awe. she's the sort who loves to huddle herself up in blankets on the couch as she watches tv shows, a bowl of warm microwaved popcorn in her lap all for herself as she scrolls through Netflix. or to cuddle with her three dogs, or slip around the timber floor in fluffy socks. again, not many get to see that side of her. lately, not even Catalina herself. losing sight of yourself, forgetting who you are and who you once were are frightening prospects indeed.
her trust can be a difficult thing to gain, but once you have it it is yours forever. her loyalty is boundless, is seems to be limitless and have no ends.
she's the daughter of one of the wealthiest businessmen in the country. and she's his perfect little girl. she has to be, right?
she has no choice in the matter, and that sort of pressure can cause even the strongest to crack... and crack... and crack, until they simply shatter.
daddy's little princess isn't allowed to do that.
but the inevitable cannot be avoided forever.
MENTAL/PHYSICAL ILLNESSES x is recently recovering from body dysmorphic + eating disorder x she has social / anxiety x she suffers from night terrors IS YOUR CHARACTER STABLE? reasonably, yes ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE
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"I'll never let myself believe someone really loves me, you just... you can't trust people. they'll kiss you and hold you and then they'll break your heart like its nothing"
catalina strolled the streets, her delicate slender fingers gently caressing her precious camera before her. one combat boot clad foot after the other, gentle clicking against the pavement. her dark ebony curls carelessly tumbling down to the sweet inward curve of her waist, framing her angelic features. angelic features which were caught up in such deep thoughtfulness.
her slim yet indefinitely curve blessed figure clad in an ashy blue oversized sweater which seemed to almost swallow her, not allowing you to know that she was indeed wearing a pair of black high waisted shorts beneath them. her long slender legs protruding from beneath it, bronzen and tanned, olive in complexion.
her large orbs of soft doe brown caught up on the pool of silvery light resting in the clear inky night sky. humming a soft tune beneath her breath, slipping her plush rosy lips as she dreamt of the very same moon back in Venice; back at her first home. back when everything was chaotic, but familiar. now, this chaos she was experiencing rattled her very being, no her very soul. and she knew that she was going to break, her time was running out ; tick, tok, tick, tok
click the snap of the camera shutter captured the moment two doves cuddled beneath the ethereal slivers of moonlight, resting beside twirling flowers. whose petals seemed to embrace their feathery friends. such peace.
peace, what did such a word even mean. truthfully, Catalina could not remember. it had been too long.
