Oh, Tightie. There is no dreaming of the texts and photos. They are nightmares, and have all been dowloaded to pdf files and distributed to lawyer, a sports reporter or two, and some trusted friends. I actually don't even have nightmares anymore (for months the Desire dreams kept me from sleeping and kept the anger very much alive). When I learned that every single thing Ron Prince ever told me was a lie and that he had manipulated me and my family for a year, I wasn't heartbroken, I was furious. Wanted to find out who in the hell this perverted megalomaniac really was...from there you are all caught up. I get that it's not healthy to be fixated on finding out how you got played by a chubby, phony coach, but that's where I was. Can't really dress it up. Found a bunch of people who had also been lied to, and so it went. You are new here, but it helped with all the hot-molten crazy anger to figure out that I wasn't alone.
I see the thread title is back. Ranni's internet glory...I'm sure he will top it in some spectacular way at some point.
