Me: Hey, mom and dad, when I use the blow dryer the noise gives me a huge headache and makes me nauseous. I've been hand drying my hair which works just as well but takes longer.
My parents: YOU DON'T USE THE HAIR DRYER BECAUSE YOU'RE A REBELLIOUS TEENAGER, NO MATTER WHAT WE TELL YOU YOU FIND A REASON NOT TO DO IT, GO BLOW DRY YOUR HAIR NOW WE WILL NOT HAVE YOU GOING ABOUT YOUR DAY WITH GREASY HAIR
Me, to myself: Good to know you care more about my looks then my health ;w;
Mother, after Father leaves, sarcastically: it's cause you're autistic. We'll have to talk to your psychiatrist about your autism.
Me, who told her about me possibly having autism according to my therapist because I thought I could trust her: N e v e r. A g a i n.
Fuck parents, honestly.