The day before yesterday I wake up to find my things on the floor and the bits covering the charge port on the floor. You know where it can get stepped on there are young kids here and you wouldn’t put your computer on the floor you leave on a desk that it’s too heavy for. My stuff ends up unplugged on the floor and now my laptop
Isn’t turning on, I know the battery isn’t dead.

Mother told me he said he didn’t drop it, why does it look like it was ether dropped or roughly handled? I was told that yesterday we are going to go get it looked at. She avoided me all day yesterday didn’t come downstairs. I had to pop tha gate back in place. It wasn’t like this when I last left it.

He hasn’t said a single word to me and if I speak first I will have a hard time being cordial so I have nothing to say.

Like what the fuck? Why break my things ? Like I have shit to just replace it.

Sorry that’s why I’ve been so quiet. She doesn’t want to do anything about the situation with my ex and allowed her husband to break my shit.

I’m
On yet another hiatus until it’s fixed 😅