The real definitive turning point of no return was a week before the Busan concert. I was watching videos of them on YouTube, when my younger sister called and said my father had unexpectedly passed away that morning. I had been estranged from him for several years. He was divorced from my mom and we had fought when she got sick. Besides the shock, I had a ton of regret for things I never said and did. Still struggling with my mental health, it was a lot to deal with. I turned heavily to BTS for comfort during this time, they became my calm in the storm, the seven people…