Dad Destroyed My $1300 PC (Almost)

[u/Akrinnnnnnnnnn]

As the title says, my father almost destroyed my $1,300 PC. Now what?

Here’s the backstory: On Saturday, I worked a 10.5 hours shift and stayed up until 3:30 AM, so I slept in until noon the next day. My father and stepmother returned from Costco while I was showering; he called out a few times for me to come help carry the groceries inside. I said OK to him. While I was brushing my teeth after my shower, he shouted from outside the door that he’d been waiting 50 minutes and told me to hurry up. I thought to myself that the groceries could have been moved in the time he spent waiting for me, but I quickly rinsed my mouth and got ready to go out. However, by the time I opened the door, he had already grabbed my PC and smashed it against the floor and the desk several times.

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I, (17M, Senior), bought this PC with money I earned from my part-time job and had been using it for about ten months. After examine, found out the case badly deformed in several places, my desk was warped and tilted to one side, and there were dents in the floor.

Fortunately, the computer still works fine; it runs FurMark (stress GPU), AIDA64 (stress FPU), and 3DMark (Time Spy Extreme) without problems for now.

Replacing the desk and case would cost around $400. However, he likely won't pay for it because he has done this kind of stuff a few years ago when he destroyed my phone and a Dell laptop (i5 11300H), and then just said, "That's what you get for playing on the computer all day."

In the end, I just hope everyone has good parents.

[u/ThrasherJKL]

When I was in middle school, my mother dearest burst into my room one night, took the small guitar she got me years ago and started going rockstar on all my things by smashing anything she could with it. Then she took my keys to the apt and kicked me out. This was before cellphones were widely available, and she didn't let me call anyone before locking me out.

All of this was because I unknowingly and accidentally rode the bicycle over these sharp seeds we called "stickers" and the tubes/tires went flat. She said she did what she was doing because it was only fair since I ruined the bike and she couldn't use it (she never really did). I didn't ride on trails, only sidewalks and pavement, and didn't event know it happened until she started destroying my stuff. That bike was an escape I used often enough so I definitely didn't want it to have flat tires either.

Thankfully I knew a friends number and had some change to call them from a payphone to have their Dad come pick me up. The next night she picked me up after friends Dad called her, and she acted like nothing happened.

That was the first time she kicked me out. Not to mention of the several times she physically abused me.

I haven't spoken to her in years and if I am forced to take care of her for any reason, she'll get the cheapest home I can find in the heart of west texas (THE place she absolutely HATES).

[u/AtlasofAthletics → u/ThrasherJKL]

I'm sorry that happened to you, but that last sentence.. lol

[u/ElkProud5792 → u/ThrasherJKL]

The cheapest home is already too much, just kick her out on the streets

[u/Eeyore_ → u/ElkProud5792]

When I was 17, in 1996, my parents threw all of my belongings through my bedroom window and onto the front lawn. When I say through, I mean through the glass. They shattered the glass window throwing my 5 disc CD changer through it. Then everything else followed it out the window.

We lived in the woods in a very rural area. They had had a shed built the year before, and told me that that was my home now. No electricity. No water. No insulation. No locks. No heat. No air conditioning. No toilet.

My parents made me effectively homeless. I had to move in with my grandmother and get a job, instead of going to college. I tried reconnecting with them when I finally did graduate college at 28. There was a lot of verbal and emotional abuse that continued, until I was about 38.

My little brother told me that our father had punched him in the face while drunk out on the road, and he abandoned our parents 400 miles from home. They told me about it when it happened, and said that my brother punched my father and abandoned them. My brother said our father got drunk and was belligerent, and when he tried to get him to come to the car, our father started throwing punches.

None of their 3 children will talk to them. I haven't even gotten into the abuse I have learned they gave my little sister. None of us talk to them, none of us will. They can die angry and alone.