You would be an idiot to make anything out of wood if it were supposed to withstand a vacuum. Not that I'm discounting the possibility.
It eviscerates you, doesn't it. I was fourteen when mine screamed at me that she wished I'd been aborted, after having years of being blamed for her miscarriage when I was two years old. Knowing that your mother feels that way about you leaves a void in your soul that nothing can ever fill.