Kiley Prososki is a 34-year-old (DOB 29 Aug, 1986) from Omaha, Nebraska. She began modeling at the age of three and continued this off and on until 2018 when her illness became too bad. In her 20s she switched from print/runway to promotional modeling, the girls who are hired to attend trade shows and events in skimpy attire and hand out swag. She was a good student in high school and completed a two-year college degree, graduating with honors (major unknown). Kiley is addicted to social media, at times making multiple posts per day every day for weeks, although she was understandably less active during the era when her mother was sickening/poisoning her. Oh, and she's awful. Kiley is a narcissist who can't take even the most well-meaning constructive criticism and refuses to allow herself to be at fault for anything. Anyone who tries to reason with her gets screeched at, blocked, and then "exposed." These exposés almost invariably prove Kiley was the asshole, and the cycle begins anew.
MAJOR ANIMAL ABUSE WARNING. This is not just "takes anxious dog to disney." Kiley's cruel, attention-seeking behavior has seriously injured one animal and likely lead to his premature death. Another was pushed very close to death by her antics. Another was allowed to live with a horrible medical condition so she could collect asspats. Graphic descriptions of abuse to another. Maybe smoke a bowl or put on some Enya before diving into this one.
Sandra (“Sandy”) Prososki is Kiley’s mother and alleged would-be murderer. She is a retired lab manager at CHI Creighton in Omaha, the same hospital that treated Kiley during her illness. Sandra has no social media or if she does, she is well-hidden.* Because of this, we get very little of Sandy’s side of the story, except for the occasional moments when Kiley’s narcissism pushes her to post text message conversations between them. She has another daughter, Lindsay, who is a few years younger than Kiley and did not appear to be in the house when the poisoning happened, but she nonetheless plays a brief but important role, as do her father John and her grandmother Grace Proskel. (*the Sandy Prososki in Nebraska on facebook is not her)
The earliest activity I could find for Kiley was at age 17 working with dog rescues specializing in:
So basically, she's one of those reckless fucks who slaps a vest on an aggressive rescue dog and calls it rehabilitated. This often goes awry and she will shout until she's blue in the face that it's always the other dog's fault. Luckily I haven't found any reports of her dogs biting people
yet.

The next we find for her is this 2006 petition regarding her disqualification from student government after being elected. She claims she followed all the rules and won on merit; other side said she was passing out brownies next to the polling computer in violation of the rules. She almost def wrote this and she is also the first one who signed it. (Also please laugh at my ad algorithm, was googling a chronic lyme truther’s giant box o’ supplements)

Her first posts about her health come in 2008, on her barely-extant Myspace. Hives and PT that looks more like chiro. She was involved in some kind of accident in 2006 that resulted in a TBI and damage to the internal structures of one of her eyes requiring surgery. The PT was for pain related to this accident. Worth mentioning that bulimics often get patches of red skin at the corners of their mouths and broken blood vessels/puffiness around their eyes and a swollen jaw from purging hint hint.



Other than this her myspace is what one would expect of a pretty, popular college girl: drinking, partying, tailgating, duckface selfies.


She’s had a facebook since at least 2007 but has only begun posting publicly in 2011. At this point she has a rottweiler originally from a puppy mill that she got through the rescue she works for. She creates a facebook for this dog and briefly tries to start her own dog training business on a third page but quickly abandons both.


You might notice Kiley is markedly thinner in these photos than she was in her old Myspace photos. Her ModelMayhem page from 2012 puts her stats at 5’6” tall and 94 lbs, BMI 14.7. What I’m sayin’ is Kiley just
might have an eating disorder.
Just in case you thought I was exaggerating how much this chick parties.
In November 2011 they get a senior dog named Stormy from the shelter.
On the very same post where she says her dogs are protective (BUT NOT AGGRESSIVE!!! EDUCATE YOURSELVES SHE KNOWS EVERYTHING ABOUT DOG TRAINING) she writes this fucking dissertation wherein we learn the rottweiler will be a service dog. No I didn't read it or even skim it, nor did her friends. Lol.








"Annoyingly skinny bitches of Nebraska due to illness so fuck off."

Hooooooooly shit this girl never shuts up. Okay so the long and short is: i'm very sick and it's not an eating disorder, here are all my safe foods and the supplements I take so I don't have to eat.





Broke her arm in a minor fall. Nice bone density, kid.





Look how skinny I am! Three weeks later she announces the dog has hit 110lbs, so we can guess that the 94 lbs is about accurate.

FUCK YOU I
LIKE BEING THIS THIN! Yeah, we know. Please note how flexible she is. She rarely posts about it, but Kiley spends a lot of time stretching/doing yoga.

Starts working her dog. Tasks unspecified.
Honey you are
really not convincing anyone that you don't have an eating disorder by posting pics of children's plates full of high-volume low-calorie foods.

Especially not when you follow it a few days later with "teehee! my waist is so small I can wear my dog's collar as a belt!"
Entered some contest where you have to make your outfit out of things that are not clothing. She chooses all medical gear. Calls herself “human toxic waste.” So close to self-awareness.

Birthday rolls around and she's normal people sick. This "Birthday Curse" she mentions is that some bad thing always happens on her birthday, usually because she gets drunk and does something fucking stupid.
Seriously this girl has a 15 page essay for everything that happens - this one was followed up by THREE extremely long comments to rant more. I have no idea what she was trying to say other than "dad drunk and bad." Worth noting that she's using a weight vest on her dog and also making him carry their water. Foreshadowing.
Exercise purging. Claims to have a couple of TBIs in the past. She still drinks alcohol all the time by the way, despite the TBIs and inability to eat.



Mom is LYING and LAZY.
28 x 3 = 84. And she weighs
less than that. BMI: <13.
Because you exchanged regular pukey purging for starving and exercise purging.
Not a candy person.
Another random injury. it's almost like excessive exercise every day when you're malnourished is dangerous. If it happened at all, which I don't suspect it did since she's back to dancing and wearing nothing in a few days. She also provided no evidence of her broken arm despite posting 5 times per day some days.

But! By this point she starts posting an endless parade of pizza, nachos, wings, and alcohol and she does gain weight so maybe she's in recovery!


HAHA NOPE. Here's my low-cal smoothie recipe, great for weight loss, I've had an ED since I was 10 AMA.

So much pain! Here is a post about that one time I had an actual medical emergency that was not related to starving myself.
"I don't really want to get into it but I'm fine."

Claiming she was beaten up by her neighbor and has another concussion, no proof of this either. Later chimps out because her friend sends her a news article about fake service dogs and she immediately assume he’s calling her a faker. Classic.




“Yes my family is intentionally impeding my ability to continue to FIGHT for life/health/wellness/independence/easement of pain.” Now what ever could that be about? Could she be trying to get a certain diagnosis that would make her starving and puking Not Her Fault (tm)?

So I had a little look-see into this clinic she attends after this. Maybe we could get some clues as to why her family of unspecified medical professionals don’t want her to get the treatment she needs. Okay, I'm not a medfag but this sure sounds like woo to me.

“This dude died, here is what a great person he thought I was.’ Jesus, Skinwalker did the same thing with the girls from her school that died, the posts she made about them always were about how much she meant to them. It’s gotta be a Nebraska thing. Or a narcissistic bulimic munchie thing.
Can work out for 5 hours. Needs her dog to pull her luggage through the airport.

Pop those ribs out gurl
She keeps getting kicked out of places because of the dog, pitching a fit, forcing the company to apologize, then going back there to gloat that she won to the staff who likely don’t give a fuck. It’s such a narc move.
Stormy is now training to be a therapy dog even though she’s elderly and in a lot of pics looks like she might be developing cataracts.
Around this time she starts her insta and it’s the same thirsty THOT shit she posts on facebook.

Lmao

goes to outdoor promo gig in summer, doesn’t want to be outside in the sun, faints or pretends to, medics called, refuses to go back to work, gets fired, IT’S YOUR FAULT!!!!
Two things to note: 1) her weight is improved and she has been posting tons of food again and going out to eat with her mother. Maybe some kind of ultimatum; she also stops attending the woowoo clinic. 2) Stormy the elderly dog has now been upgraded from therapy dog to “spare service dog.” Yanno, like your spare keys, except it’s dragging an elderly dog to bars.
“please tell me how wonderful I am”
HAHA she posts this “hate mail.” Girl you sent that yourself.


And there we have it. She has the gastroparesis and so does the other girl she was calling “SKINNY BITCHES BECAUSE ILLNESS SO FUCK OFF.” Raise your hand if you’re shocked.





Stormy the spare service dog is “formerly” aggressive and at least some of her friends think her health problems are bullshit. This whole chimp out was over someone asking if she wanted to go to the dog park with them or walk dogs together when she frequently posts asking if someone wants to meet up at the dog park or go for a walk.


Screaming because the police won’t storm this restaurant to arrest the whole staff and replace them with ADA-friendly staff. Even her usual crowd of ass kissers is telling her to stop trying to destroy small businesses.


In the days after she announces she has gastroparesis, she also lets us in on her gastroparesis-friendly diet of sushi, booze, cupcakes, bubble tea, mac and cheese, unspecified buffet slop, and tacos. As I mentioned before this she was posting from restaurants and bars nearly daily, and this is about what she was eating then too.








“I’m never immunocompromised enough to catch a rhinovirus.” Translation: I’m so healthy I don’t even get colds that often.

Trying to adopt another rottweiler to be a service dog because why just have two service dogs when you can have three?! Successfully adopts the dog and immediately slaps a vest on it and takes it to dinner.


The elderly aggressive rescue dog had “the privilege to come out” with the queen of the known universe.
So interestingly, she’s only been posting old or closely-cropped photos of herself even though before it was a bikini selfie 6 times a day all year long. I think she was unhappy that she gained a little weight and is now trying to lose it again. Her ribs don’t stick out at all anymore even though she’s in the spine-crack position.
"Mommy and daddy told me something I didn't want to hear so now I shall drink and pout around their house"

I think what’s going on here is her parents put the kibosh on the purging and she’s been steadily gaining weight because she can’t stop eating all the fast food and junk she had been used to eating. Anyway, she looks good, albeit like she needs to be dipped in disinfectant. Shame about that personality though.





Case in point on the bulimia. What a massive pile of beige food.

So if the old dog with cataracts isn’t going to work anymore, why u still doing CGC? She’ll keep bringing up that Stormy is (AKC CGC). CGC is like, basic obedience and socialization.
Ahh see now I’m on the fence about whether or not the upcoming mom poison saga is true, because I don’t believe a word that comes out of this self-centered dumpster-goblin’s mouth, but I also know if I had to interact with her on a regular basis I would be puttin’ a lil’ nip of arsenic in her booze too. This time several people tell her to shut her inflamed penishole of a mouth and stop playing sick for sympathy. Narcs gonna narc so she blocks everyone who disagrees with her.













The old aggressive rescue service dog with cataracts also has tumors.
Doesn’t explain what this painful outpatient procedure was but does bring it up every chance she gets for several weeks because she’s just having such a rough time recovering. Usually says this in the same post that she’s explaining she got drunk as fuck last night. Hinting she has some autoimmune disease.




She’s back to starving herself and mom is bribing her to eat more by buying her a shitload of makeup if she will pick up yogurt and frozen meals. What an absolute child.
Rheum appt.
This is a post about another dead friend – all about herself and how no one understands her but this dead friend did.




Got a booboo, needed eye drops. Once again tells the story about how once she almost lost her eye 15 years ago.



Finally, she posts this and then goes radio silent for 5 months.
