We ended up having a similar argument. I was lying down on my bed pretending to listen to music, since my mom was asking about a volunteer form I hadn't filled out in two weeks. She ended up dropping my planner on my thigh to "get" my attention, which scared the living **** out of me. I asked her why she didn't just tap my thigh since it would've been more polite, and she told me that due to her arthritis and stuff she didn't want to bend down, which would be a valid reason except for the fact that she was willing to pick up my planner from the floor, so... we got two sentences into an argument about my homework before I "politely" pushed her out of my room, no eye contact. I realized that I locked my cat in my room, so I let him out, and I noticed my mom's feet still standing outside (Shock?), no eye contact.

I've also been short-circuiting again tonight. I really need to get this psychiatry-ball rollin', huh? But I think we're having guests for Thanksgiving so I at least to join them in rubbing my cat's belly.

The main problem I see is that treating anyone like I occasionally treat my mom isn't healthy. But my "heart" sees her as an acceptable target; no way in hell would I lash hit at a teacher or stranger or whomever I'm angry at.