Ultimate Bruh Moment: This Bloody Window

On my previous post, I talked about dissociation and how that really messed up a couple of days. Wherein I essentially dissociated and forgot myself, then lost a few days worth of memories. The inciting incident being a cracked window in my apartment that I feared would take substantially from my savings - which I plan to move to the Netherlands with.

Yesterday, I recieved the quote from the contractor regarding how much this would cost. It's £180. That's still a lot of money, but for context I was assuming it would cost £400 - £1,000, based on my own online research. However, luckily it's not that much! Which is great news, and work will be complete in a few weeks once the glass has been ordered in.

But I do gotta think, bruh. I was so anxious about this and it turned out to be nothing. That being said, there are other factors that resulted in the dissociation. I still don't truly feel 100% back to 'normal' just yet, but it is improving. Just goes to show the power of the straw that breaks the camel's back.