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There is exactly one type of work I can't / won't do: Roofing / Ceiling and nailguns.
Why? Cause I got shot in the head with a nailgun. Forgetting the physical injuries and effects like balance problems, it scares the living shit out of me. I can NOT do it. I have a panic attack. It sucks.
I have helped my parents do a whole lot of other stuff. This is the one thing.... One thing that won't work. It is the one thing my mom just doesn't give a damn and belittles me about. To a lesser extent, dad too, though only due to the other whelming amount of mom's reaction. She keeps insisting it's "too bad" etc, and as if it was just something I should push through, as though I am not strong enough somehow. I survived a nailgun shot to the head and her response mere hours later was "grow up and stop being a wuss." This was before my pain meds had kicked in. Keep in mind these people blow up and throw a fit about just about anything.
It's insane. I could've helped with the drywall and just about anything else but no. She called me in knowing we'd be doing this kind of stuff. Dad is pissed because he thinks using screws is sufficient and shouldn't trigger my anxiety problem. I don't call the shots on this and neither does he or she. This pisses them both off to no end. Explanations mean nothing to them as they demand the universe meet their personal definition and expectation. God help anyone they can yell at if it doesn't.
Jesus, be happy someone is willing to help you anything. Nopes, not good enough. Whatever. "You act like you're dying," she says. No, this is a panic attack and if I could control it I would. It is in a very specific situation that she denies the reality of despite it being independently confirmed repeatedly.
"You just have to get over it," follows, "I have a problem with a lot of things," and "that's just too bad." No, it's different. Complaining about it and insisting or implying the person is either faking it or needs to just suck it up is incredibly insulting and also just being a jerk who doesn't want to face the real world. Yes, it is too bad, for me. It isn't about her, because it is literally my head. O, it inconviences you once in a while? How terrible, it's not like it's your skull / brain, but low and behold she can still complain. It is my head, but I shouldn't complain or show the slightest hint of concern? Lovely.
Lovely. Professional psychologists have helped me with this, as have doctors, but mom doesn't care because the universe should follow her rules. Mom's prescription for everything she doesn't like, is for her to yell at it until all is as she wishes. She yells a lot....
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