Ineffable Ontological Detanglement .: Introspective Assistance & Mental Analysis Manual
Another thing I learned from my parents is never be caught struggling at anything being bad at anything. It could be ever so slightly struggling with the aluminum foil for half a second, I'd have to hear "Our adorable little idiot. Okay I have this, I got this. It's okay I got this." They'll struggle with it for fifteen minutes, start crying, consult each other on how to solve this. Eventually they'll get it and then tell me "Okay, we're going to work on our many pointed plan for getting you through these moments. We'll get back to you in a week."
Eventually with my father I knew every little thing will add to his semi-conscious list of "I seem to be a little out of it." that eventually ends on a very very serious conversation and him having to call the doctor. Oh he reached for the salt and the tip of his finger hit the shaker before he grabbed it he seems to be a little out of it, he pulled the lid off this box but part of the lid came off the box a little awkward he seems to be a little out of it. Even growing up, a little, the moment of accidentally dropping the pencil. NGGGuhhh... Oh God. Deep darkness falls over me, I'm stuttering, inside I'm shaking, my father is staring at me, chuckling, underneath the chuckle is... Something. You'll get it. You'll understand it in my essays.