Unlike Kesha, I’m “Praying” for my abuser to be dead.
9 min readJul 31, 2017
TW: sexual assault, stalking, domestic violence, ptsd
I first heard “Praying” in a Lyft home from the airport, after a particularly morbid Las Vegas trip with my family. In Vegas, we’d spread the ashes of a dead family friend under the clown at Circus Circus. That night, we…