Dear Mr. (almost) President,

I am writing you from the same place I sat on November 8th of 2016. The place where I sat in full faith that your opponent, Hillary Rodham Clinton, would be announced as the first female President elect. I have sat here in hope, in heartbreak, in rage, and now with determination.

You had quite the agenda when you began your race towards the White House. Because you crossed the finish line and won the prize, my agenda has become quite longer.

I did not vote you, as I am sure you have figured that out by now. I laughed at you [nearly] every step of the way. If I wasn’t laughing at you, I was disgusted by you. And insulted many times as well.

I am insulted by the way you spoke of women. [even if the words were from the past]

I am insulted by the way you spoke of minorities.

I am insulted by the way you mocked those with special needs.

I am insulted by the way you made a mockery of democracy, of our policies and procedures, and the way you handled yourself at the debate.

You insulted me many times over.

You do not stand for anything that I stand for. In fact, you are the complete opposite of a person I would want to know, hang around, or have any amount of respect for… yet somehow, you are my next President.

I {apparently} am a millennial. Not the type of millennial that you see on tv walking around rioting the outcome of the election, but a millennial nonetheless. I am so tired of the blanket statements that have been used to describe “us”. Guess what? I work, I am an educated person,I am currently in the process of earning my master’s degree,I take care of my family in the best way that I can without depending on a hand-out, and I do all of this while so passionately caring about the country I live and respecting the differences that we all hold.

I do not believe that you will do half of the things that you said you would while on the campaign trail. You have already recanted many of those things {abortion, health care, imprisoning HRC} and I suspect the list of “things” that got you elected will continue to disappear into thin air. I do not believe for one second that you thought you actually stood a chance of winning the Presidency… but here we are. You are now realizing that this job is “for real” and not a reality tv show, and we {the American people -those that voted for you and those who did not} are all watching as you wake up to the fact that you are our next President. I suspect you are in over your head and that you are now gravely aware of that fact. It doesn’t matter that I knew that all along…. what matters is that we are where we are.

I do not like you. Honestly- I don’t like anything about you. I think you are rude, crude, and I often refer to you as a pin-ball. You DO tend to bounce all over the place and change your stance and views based on where you are. This is not a game, unfortunately. You cannot turn the cameras off and go home. Here we are… Mr. (almost) President. Here we are.

It’s probably not nice that I say I don’t like you {Forgive me for being blunt} since I do not know you well. But, what I do know about you are the things that you have chosen to show the world. {I pray this is an act!} What you have chosen to show the American people (somehow) got you elected and that frightens me to my core. First impressions matter, Mr. Trump. Please remember that when you sit across the tables from leaders of countries from the around the world. Please think before you speak, breathe, count to 10 or whatever works for you to stay calm. I humbly ask you to listen to the advisers that know far more about policies and procedures that are in place than you could ever know. Seek out wise counsel. Find a mentor. And keep it cool. Please! If you speak to others the way you spoke to Hillary Clinton during the debates, then we are ALL in grave danger!

I don’t have a choice in the matter. The electoral college spoke and vetoed the majority of the American population. YOU are our next President. Please learn to be respectful, calm, and mindful of others. Keep in mind that we were not all born on a silver platter and drank out of a gold bottle. Some of us are just regular, middle-class, hard working individuals who love God, our families, and a good show on Netflix. We would like to continue enjoying life’s simple pleasures while resting assured that our Commander in Chief has America’s best interest at heart… no matter how deep and wide their pocketbooks are.

Do some research into Planned Parenthood and the good they provide to women all over America. Meet a Hispanic person who works hard, pays taxes, and is studying for their Citizenship test. Spend time with a group of strong, powerful, intelligent women who want to see women and minorities continue to fight adversity and become EQUALS. Visit rural communities across this nation and “get your hands dirty” while visiting individuals living in poverty and pain and have NOT been offered the same chances to advance that you were offered. And don’t visit that place by way of your private jet. Ride in a car. Feel the bumps in the road. See the poverty first hand. Spend some time learning how to be “regular.”

I will go. There’s nothing more to say, Mr. (Future) President. I wish you well. I will respect the position of POTUS as I believe it is a very admirable and respectable position to hold. I do not trust you, but I would love for you to change my mind. I fear your choices will cause anguish among so many people, but I pray you prove me wrong. Keep an open mind and try your hardest to see the “BIG PICTURE” if you would, please.

Heartbroken but hopeful,

Cara Roxanne Matthews

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