Last week I wrote a couple of lines on the subject 'I hate modern life' and then got distracted by work. I don't remember what exactly triggered that thought. But on Friday I remembered it again when I received an unexpected update on my Pixel 8. I thought that it was slightly weird, because the latest update was just a couple of weeks ago, but clicked the update button anyway. When my phone started rebooting for the second time I understood immediately that I was screwed. Bootloop. I started googling and found that this problem is not new. There seems to be a solution by wiping the device to defaults. That's great and all, but I have over 13,000 photos here. At least 3 trips, doll photos, local events. We tried to save my phone for 2 days, but the android security became so strong nowadays that you literally can't do anything to extract your own data. Don't see how that's any better than iOS now. And that's surely not because they're so concerned about user's data safety. Those companies don't give a damn about their customers. I'm so sick of all this capitalistic totalitarism and that people are okay with that.
Every photo is important to me. That's my memory. If I don't remember something, I can look through the photos and find that moment there. Or something that would push me to the right memory. I have a habit of looking at my photos once in a while. Maybe that's why I can reproduce the view from the window of a Paris apartment with many rooves upfront and the silhouette of Sacré-Cœur in the distance, wet gondolas in the dusk, the setting in the tea station in Nara (but I can't remember how those damn torches look, whether they hang on the walls or if it's just the photos of torches).
Surely, partly, it’s my own fault. I should've made backups since that one in the January of 2025. But main culprit is still Google. Go hire some QA and pay them to test your phones. Don't make people pay for your experiments.
And it wouldn't be such a tragedy if phones still had external memory cards; it would be a loss of time and money, but I could just take MicroSD out and upload the photos to PC, like I did when my Mi A1 died after 7 years of service.
I'm so desperate. Every time when I'm alone with my thoughts, I can't cope with it. I want to cry. Losing my photos feels like someone died. And that someone is me.
Currently, I have to use 8-year-old phone. It still works fine, while Pixel 8 failed me twice (in major ways) in two years. The previous time was last year, when I got the green screen of death problem. But thanks to my investigative skills, I managed to google (oh, how this word triggers me now) the solution and explain to the guy at the repair shop exactly what to do (even though he had never dealt with it before), and credit to him for agreeing to do the job instead of just charging me for a new screen.