"Yeah well, you tell me how ending up in a pocket dimension away from your friends and family unsure of how to return, only to find out literal nightmares exist in that dimension and because of some unexplainable reason I have superpowers now, i can't just sit back and let people get hurt by those nightmares so I subject myself to them to protect total strangers only to be scarred and gain a mental illness qualifies as not shit." He sighs banging his head against the table. "Sorry it's been a long day. But today particularly? No. Not any real shit. Yet."