The cold dead feeling of Donald Trump's hand clutching yours. I have to pretend to love my husband in public , in case you haven't noticed he is difficult to love. I wish on every star, every night that I will spark a connection with Donald, but the stars seem to lack that ability. I'm quite embarrassed to be seen in public with literal trash. One time a man had mistaken him for trash and tried to put him in the trash can. It wasn't till a half an hour later he finally understood that Trump won't fit into a trash can. I feel as if it's worse for the kids because they are related through blood to Donald.  I can only imagine the pain, and heartache that they go through when their father picks them up from any event. Instead of walking two steps out of the car he shouts "lets go fatties." Tiffany came to the car after her graduation. Which lead to him saying "your brother was always my favorite." His breath hit her with the smell of rotten eggs, and cold hard souls of young dead children. She walks away disappointed in her father and stayed at a friends house that evening. I just wish this idiot hadn't gotten elected as president.

Sincerely,
Melania Trump