Rachel's External Hard Drive Disaster
$35 raised
23% of $150 goal
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4 Years running
Hey… I’ve never had to do this before, so let’s see how it goes.

Yesterday, due to a variety of unfortunate circumstances, I dropped my external hard drive.

It won’t connect to my computer. I just took it to Geek Squad and was told that basically ...
Hey… I’ve never had to do this before, so let’s see how it goes.

Yesterday, due to a variety of unfortunate circumstances, I dropped my external hard drive.

It won’t connect to my computer. I just took it to Geek Squad and was told that basically the only way to get my data back was to send it to a specialist.

He told me that the base price for that would be $250, but it hardly ever was that cheap. Depending on how hard it is to get the data back, it goes up in tiers— like $500, $750. He said he’s seen it go up to $2000.

He saw my panic-stricken face and gave me some suggestions for possibly cheaper places to go. I have yet to go to them, but it’s pretty much guaranteed this is going to cost a lot… and that’s not even with a guarantee I’ll get the data back.

My dad’s on disability and can barely scrape up enough money to pay my college tuition, and I currently am unemployed. I told him about it, and he assured me that no matter the cost, we’ll get the data back. But I feel so incredibly guilty for having him pay for such a stupid fucking mistake on my part. I keep going over in my mind all of the little things that I could have done to avoid this happening last night. It’s been making me sick.

That external hard drive, along with the typical TV shows and movies and stuff, contains a giant portion of my life. Thousands of photographs chronicling my life from ages 14 up until now. An archive of my Livejournal from when I was 12-19 that is irreplaceable because I deleted my Livejournal account. Short stories I wrote years ago. Bits and pieces of a manuscript I was working on. And who knows what else.

You’re probably thinking at this point, “What a dumbass. She should have backed it all up if it was so important for her.” I know. I know, I know, believe me, I know. I spent about three hours last night repeating that exact thing to myself as I hyperventilated, sobbed, and got snot all over my dorm carpeting as I lay in a fetal position in the worst panic attack I’ve had in over a year, that not even three Klonopin could ease.

If you could possibly lend some money to help me and my dad pay for this, I would be so fucking grateful. If you don’t have any money to spare, it would be wonderful if you could signal boost this. And if you think I’m a stupid asshole who doesn’t deserve help and should have known better than to let this happen, well… I probably am.
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