I think the key criticism of OP is the rent. Maybe proletarians don’t understand luxury but for me the idea of luxury is owning a modest home, be that a single home or a flat in a building, working a couple days a week to cover essentials, spending the rest of my time with loved ones and self improving.
I remember just feeling numb like in disbelief that it was happening, I’m sure I have blocks of parts of that experience. I felt subhuman there.
At some point after returning home I just shut down, stopped communicating with anyone, and layed in bed for months.