A Picture is Worth A Thousand Words/Bipolarity and an uncovered truth...
Victor could not sleep all night, anxiety was affecting him terribly, no matter how hard he tried he could not control himself, for some time he had been diagnosed with bipolar disorder, his mood swings were noticeable, Azucena his wife loved him and accepted him as he was, all these years he had endured his condition and had learned to live with it.
Sin embargo Victor ya no quería tomar sus medicamentos y se estaba tornando obsesivo y agresivo; cuando su pequeña hija que pedaleaba en su bicicleta se desvió del camino Victor comenzó a gritarle,la niña empezó a llorar mas cuando este la zarandeó,Azucena no podía permitir esto,una cosa era soportarle sus cambios de humor pero otra tener que tolerarle el maltrato hacía su propia hija de apenas 5 años.
However, Victor no longer wanted to take his medication and was becoming obsessive and aggressive; when his little daughter, who was pedaling her bicycle, turned off the road, Victor began to yell at her, the girl began to cry even more when he shook her, Azucena could not allow this, it was one thing to put up with his mood swings but another to have to tolerate his mistreatment of her own 5 year old daughter.
Azucena tomó a la niña y caminó rapido hacía el auto ante la mirada iracunda de Victor quien estaba fuera de si y caminaba a toda prisa queriendo alcanzarla,ya no reconocía a su esposo,el hombre que amaba se veía como un mostruo lleno de ira,sus ojos se tornaron oscuros y llenos de odio y Azucena se dio cuenta de que su gran secreto lo había descubierto,la niña no era su hija..Sentía temor ,angustia y una necesidad urgente de huir junto a su niña.
Azucena took the child and walked quickly to the car before the angry gaze of Victor who was out of his mind and walked in a hurry trying to catch her, she no longer recognized her husband, the man she loved looked like a monster full of anger, his eyes became dark and full of hate and Azucena realized that her great secret had been discovered, the child was not her daughter... She felt fear, anguish and an urgent need to flee with her child.
Qué veo? Un hombre bipolar lleno de ira y muy cerca de la razón de su furia.
What do I see? A bipolar man full of anger and very close to the reason for his rage.
¿Qué siento? Temor de este hombre,pues parece dispuesto a todo.
What do I feel? Fear of this man, for he seems ready for anything.
Esta ha sido mi participación en una imagen vale mas que mil palabras.Invito a participar a mi amiga
@cris01 .La imagen de despedida elaborada en power point con imagen de Bitmoji.Utlize traductor DeepL.com
This has been my participation in a picture is worth a thousand words.I invite my friend