Control is how he says he cares.
You picked up a weight nobody officially handed you — the sense that if you don't hold it all together, it falls. So you plan, you manage, you carry, and you call it responsibility because 'I'm scared of losing people' is harder to say. The Eye sees it: your need for control is love wearing a stern face, and you'd run yourself into the ground before admitting you need a hand.
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