I went to pick myself up at Easter and by the way ask, for the prompt resuscitation of my dying cell phone, and for the world at war and yearn for the early peace that torments our emotional health due to so many conflicting issues in the world. Then I thought about my future and the firm steps I will take without going into details… But among so many prayers, I couldn’t help but put my satellite dish in the middle of nowhere… and look through «Rear Window» to see where some «Tarzanic» screams were coming from. Immediately he detected a neighbor who was crying inconsolably. Continúa leyendo EDITORIAL: EL MALTRATO  EMOCIONAL, UN ENEMIGO SILENCIOSO QUE ACECHA TU VIDA…