my mother had asked me and my sister to wait at a yogurt shop since she was craving some yogurt. while we were standing there, my father had asked me to follow him, but i didn't hear him or notice what he was trying to gesture. after a while of waiting, my father came back, furious. he yelled at me for not following me and asked if i was deaf or something. he was so loud people around us turned to stare at him. when i followed him to the bakery, he yelled at me for getting the tray since he already had it - i didn't see that either. as we walked, my symptoms slowly started to escalate. i started weeping uncontrollably, and when we reached home, i hid in the toilet and had a panic attack for 20 minutes straight. after which, i showered and went to my room. i felt really disoriented that night, it continued, but a bit lesser for days after that. it's been a month and we still don't speak to each other.