I’ve been in shootings before, and had a friend straight up croak in front of me, so loud and unexpected bangs send me into a horrible panic.  My parents know this, and abuse it to discipline me.  If I get into an argument with them, and they feel at all uncomfortable, they slam this old door knocker they have face down on a table in the living room, which absolutely incapacitated me for an hour if not longer.  They never try to help me with it, and think it’s convenient for them more than miserable for me.  Is this abuse?