Depression is circumstantial, been trapped in overcrowded slums below poverty level. What I need is a safe, clean, stable place to live, and help finding a job. Instead I’m surrounded by drug addicts, screaming, violence, overcrowding, filth; social services meager, bureaucratic and strained. It wears one down.
I need society to be better
If these items still work, there’s lots of people in homeless shelters who’d be grateful. Maybe dump small box in front of shelter during day, or ask staff if any of their clients could use them
When my laptops die, I take them apart to find the hard drive, which I then turn to an external drive. Just put it inside an enclosure, good to go.
Try checking out laptop repair stores, not big chains. The mom n pop ones. Often they can use parts.
And, cuz I’m weird, sometimes I disassemble, turn them into art, as part of larger mixed media projects.
Where I live, there’s a nonprofit that takes old electronics and laptops, has volunteers repair them, who get work experience. Worthy cause
It’s, I have no Tupperware. Nothing to put an onion into after I cut a bit off, to keep it fresh. No foil, no ziploc bags. My $ sitch is that bad right now. I have $60 to last me til September 3. Hence, why I probably sound stupid and clueless right now.