Both of my parents think I can’t be trusted to do simple things like paint a bedroom, hang up a shelf, or figure out which bus goes to the airport. Worse, they get mad at me when I do these things on my own. It’s so freaking bizarre. A part of me thinks it’s because both of my parents lost a parent young and had to grow up fast, so this is their way of protecting me, but it’s really aggravating. And whenever I try to bring it up, they call me ungrateful.