CONFESSION
I´m Dr. Alberto Lameda, my wife works in the human talent department in the same company where her husband works.
I´m not the one who works there. I am a psychiatrist and her husband hired my services to make a diagnosis about you and your behavior
I know you will miss him, but he does not understand the height of his thoughts and that is why I am here. I'm going to make a confession to you as a professional. Her husband, due to overwork under pressure, is suffering from a personality disorder and thinks that you are the one who has it. I have observed the behavior of both and indeed he has problems and you as a wife can help him.
I suggest a lot of patience and affectionate treatment with him and please do not comment on his appreciation of life, or science fiction, or fantasy. He doesn't understand anything he says and thinks she's crazy! without realizing that it is he who suffers the problem. The
The company hired me to carry out a diagnosis on his behavior and they will disable him if he does not improve his performance ...
She listened to him in amazement and pain. Her husband had hired a specialist behind her back because he doubted his sanity. She told him, thank you for his sincere confession, I will try to help my husband with everything in my power. I love him and I understand that he doubted me in that fantasy aspect that I have when I focus on certain things in life. He told her, you do it healthily and in a creative way use his life energy. Precisely because of that, I realized his sanity.
I promise I will talk to him and tell him that you are fine. I will give you suggestions on how to lead your work life in a harmonious way and I will prescribe some low"dose tablets, which will make you feel calmer.
They said goodbye harmoniously, there was understanding between them and what could have ended in enmity, left learning, since they were two intellectually mature people.
In a hurry, Estela went to the cafeteria, because she needed to tell Azrael what happened, and ask him for guidance and advice.
Upon entering, he was sitting there, alone and staring out of a window where there were tall reddish mountains bathed in the sun. She walked over and put her hand on her shoulder.
" Hello ! It gives me great joy to see you here, sit down, treasure, accompany this lonely old man ...
" I feel confused, my life is shaking and I need your help more than ever. " Speak treasure, it must be very serious. A woman like you is not affected by any nonsense ...
She told him about the psychiatrist's visit and the real reason. She also confided in him her suspicions about her infidelity the other day. She actually felt confused, she wanted to help her husband, but she had lost trust in him ...
Azrael told him coldly, you must separate yourself from that man. His company will not bring you anything good because he does not trust you, nor does he value you.
Leave him alone in this difficult time for him? I can't ... My conscience would reproach me for it all my life.
Life will cost you dearly for that mistake. He doesn't have your human quality. He is about to betray the love you have for him and he does not understand you. For him, good is his bad and vice versa ...
They are antagonistic beings with inverted values, I still don't know how they could get married. I advise you as a parent, you can accept what I tell you or reject it ... It is your will that will decide.
I will think about it very well before deciding, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for what you do to make me grow as a human being. You are different from the rest ... You are unique and I love you more than words can express!
Thanks to what has been said, your procedure will confirm it to me ...
By the way, I dreamed of you last night, you were giving me a warning about a near danger that was stalking me. Now I understand everything, nothing is a coincidence, I have the cause in front of my eyes and the solution is in your answer ... It is very clear! I was blind, I must act ... Thank you Azrael for opening my eyes.
They got into the car and were silent the entire way to the house. She said goodbye with a strong hug, her eyes were wet and she looked sad. He told her, trust your
strength, turn your life around. It is time to head in another direction. You can count on me...
She got out of the car and thanked him for her wise advice and for bringing her to her house. She opened the door nervously, already inside her, she realized that Thomas had not yet arrived ...
After a while, he would arrive with a few more drinks, his shirt half open and disheveled. She was afraid of him, her eyes were looking at her with anger. What do you see as damn sterile? Look what you've done to me, an unhappy and unfortunate man ... You will be glad to see someone worse than you. You have infected me with your madness and I am not leading the life I want.
She did not answer anything to her insults, she said softly, you are tired, go to sleep, we will talk tomorrow ...
The communication thread between them was broken, the magic of love did not exist, and she had lost respect for the relationship from him.
There was no other way, the relationship had come to his end so he would let him know when he was sober.
She was barely able to sleep, she was so worried about the situation and several questions circled her mind ... How would he take it? Would you go easy on the divorce? She feared an act of violence on her part.
She stared at her room, neat but cold and lonely. It was not a deserved life for her, he could choose happiness without Thomas. Thousands of ideas sprang up in her creative brain. A new door was opening for her. She had to explore and try to live what she always wanted.
Her fantasy would come true one day and that day he was close to her, waiting for her ... When she got up, Thomas had already gone to work.