He says I’m not allowed to have triggers and that he has anxiety and it ruined his life. He said the only way to get over it is to do it head on. I didn’t want to get in the car and he yelled at me and said I’m a pussy. And that I will fail at everything I do in life unless I get yelled at and face my fears like a man. 

Then when my mom came in the room he changed his mood and was all “son, I’m doing this because I love you” with a grin. 

Any advice here?