Just when I thought everything was peachy, something just had to go south. Last weekend, I went to see Mamamoo's last concert here in Seoul and spent some quality time with friends I haven't seen since 2017 when I ventured out for my first overseas concert. As I am swimming through post-concert depression, another conversation with mom knocked me back to base 1. Coupled with the anxiety from heading home in 3 days, she really lit a fuse that triggered something I needed to talk about, but have been avoiding for a long time. So, here we are.