Hey again! Just wanted to give a little update since a lot of you were asking what happened.

First off thank you to everyone who validated that I am not in fact losing my mind over a bag of chips and some pasta. I really appreciated the support and the advice.

So here’s the thing: I realized while reading the comments that I wasn’t crazy for expecting basic respect. I did make my boundaries clear from the beginning maybe not with a formal “food treaty,” but I’ve always asked before taking anything of hers, and I made it known early on that I expect the same. It’s not rocket science.

After the pasta incident (RIP, beloved lunch leftovers), I sat her down for a second talk. I explained again that it’s not about the food, it’s about respect. She doubled down, called me “too intense about snacks,” and implied I was being dramatic. Sooo… in a brief moment of pettiness, I may or may not have labeled everything in the fridge with my name in big, bold Sharpie letters. Including a single grape. Just for the drama.

Since then, things have cooled off a bit. We’re not exactly besties right now, but she hasn’t touched my stuff since. I even caught her buying her own snacks (!!), which feels like progress. We’ll see how long it lasts, but for now, I’m calling it a win.

Anyway, thanks again for the support and for reminding me that standing up for your boundaries doesn’t make you “too much.”

(And yes, the grape is still in the fridge. It’s symbolic now.)