Parents Ripped My Packer

I am a caretaker for my two elderly parents, and live with them part of the time. Three days a week at their house, four at my own somewhere several hours away from their home, I have part time jobs in both locations dictating when I am each location. This was worked out as a way I can care for them without well, fully having to live with them.

I know that it bothers my mom when I wear my packer around her, so I restrict my use of the packer to inside my bedroom at their place, or whenever I am at my own home. However on Wednesday I decided to wear the packer out to a meeting of a local trans group for the area they live in.

My packer, inside the packing underwear, was at the bottom of my laundry hamper by their washer and dryer after that, but last night I did my laundry. I of course took the packer out of the packing underwear before tossing it in the machine, and placed the packer on a shelf in the laundry room, fully intendedimg to take it to my room asap, but I wound up forgetting.

This morning I found my packer in the living room, shoved between the legs of a figurine, in a way wjere it was clearly supposed to be a koke about the figure having a massive dick relative to its size. The packer itself was torn a bit to fit in the small space between the figures legs.

All I have asked for from my parents is an apology, and perhaps to show some interest in caring about possibly helping make thongs right.

In exchange I have been told accept that either I did it myself, or the packer never existed in the first place. In fact, I am the one who should apologize for upsetting them. I even showed it to my father before I took the packer back into my room and left their house this morning, but they are currently insisting over text that until I can prove the packer ever even existed, I am just making something up to be upset about.

I have no clue what to do. My clean work uniforms are in the laundry, at their house, I did last night, and I have to have a clean one for tomorrow, I can not wear a dirty uniform as I work in a kitchen and hygiene is taking really seriously, so sleeping in my car or a friends place doesn't seem like a real option? I don't feel safe with them, since all I am asking for is an apology for breaking something very intimate that means a lot to me, and apparently doing that is too much for them.

I am mainly just posting here because I am so full of feelings rn and have no real outlet, outsode of sending screenshots of their texts to my therapist and best friend as a form of getting some sort of reality check that yes, this is a big deal and I am worth an apology for making me feel like I am worth less to them than a cheap unfunny joke.