So last September I got hit by a truck when riding my bike. I was okay but I now have a huge scar and my elbow hurts every so often because it dislocated and relocated during the accident and I was in physical therapy until November. 
My mom jokes that it will happen to every other kid because my older brother also got hit by a truck. My older sister jokes that we are part of the “bumper humper club”. 

So last Christmas eve my family all (except my older sister who lives far away) decided to do the tradition where we all get to open one present before Christmas of my mom’s choosing. My mom hands me this package that suspiciously feels like a shirt along with giving another gift to my brother and has her camera out saying “your older sister needs to see this”. I immediately knew what it was but just to give my mother the benefit of the doubt I open mine but say “if it is those shirts I’m never wearing it”. I can clearly see a truck on the shirt and threw it away in disgust and did it again when my youngest sister brought it back to me. While I admit this was rude I was emotional and started bawling my eyes out. 

My brother loves his shirt but I never touched mine even now. My mom keeps trying to guilt trip me into wearing it even though I would like not to be reminded that I was hit unless I bring it up and would like to not make people think that I get freaky with cars. She even set it folded outside my door on the cd shelf saying I will appreciate it one day. Am I the asshole?