I've been crying on and off for almost two hours now because my dad, his new girlfriend and his friend found my Halloween Oreos (because Love, Simon) and opened and ate them. I feel betrayed. The only way I can accurately describe the way it feels is like I've been SA'd again. They don't understand. They think it's nothing. I was emotionally attached to those Oreos. I wanted to keep them forever and never open them and now they're gone. I know I can get more but I liked those ones. I had those ones. I don't want new ones. And they had to open and eat them. This sucks. Undiagnosed autism sucks sometimes.