today i accidentaly broke a usb stick which had about two years worth of writing material on it. Only some of this had been backed up. I am devastated, distraught and heartbroken and both cursing the gods of misfortune and myself for not backing up all of the work. I took it to a local shop who said they could not repair it, So I am going to see if i can get a specialist company to extract the data although I don't have much hope. I know there are worse things going on in the world but this is still a very painful blow to mine. this is probably the worst thing that could happen to me outside of health issues, the loss of a loved one, or some hideous act of betrayal, so I am feeling very lost and upset by this. it feels like a grieving process in itself. I know there's a fair few other writers on here and just wondered if any of you have had a similar experience? and if so how you bounced back from this? I'm trying to take this as well as I can but it has really hit me hard. or if Buk himself had anything to say on the matter? I know he didn't use anyhting as unreliable as a usb stick but i remember him having some poems stolen one time. Any friendly words of wisdom would be appreciated at this point.