For some reason I can't contain myself and make hateful facial expressions whenever I'm called...

to do anything by my parents I've just always deeply hated helping them in any way without a pay or something to learn, and then being told it is some kind of moral lesson I do know it is bad, and I for the most part contain myself and endure it all, I'm talking about hour shifts whenever they please on their shop in the house, never wanting to close for even some hours to do something else, moving furniture, going to the store and doing such, those last are just normal, but when I just help them with their store and...

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