Ex-t,
Had another dream about you the other night. Message was to remind me of how incredibly mentally sick and heartless you are. The reality of that sets in even deeper this afternoon. For a therapist to do to a client what you did to me makes me physically sick. T was right -- you are a predator. Be advised that I am continuing to find my voice. Looks like it's gonna get pretty damn loud, too.

Good luck to you.

PS. You died in my dream. While I don't wish death upon anyone, know that I will not shed a single tear for you when your time comes. Further luck to you on your day of reckoning...where ever and whenever that takes place.