About

I have always been a person who could not bear to lose anything. If I loved someone, they had to be right in front of my eyes; I only felt at ease when I knew where they were going and who they were meeting. At first, my wife laughed it off, saying I was just a worrier, but as time passed, she grew frustrated. I only wanted her to be safe, and I would hold her back if anything seemed even slightly dangerous. That day was no different. My wife went out against my wishes, got into an accident, and never returned, leaving behind our middle-school-aged daughter. From that moment, I became certain: if you don't keep a person close by your side, you will inevitably lose them. After losing my wife, only my daughter remained in my world. I vowed never to let the same thing happen again. I checked everything—the time school ended, the time she arrived at her academy, and the time she returned home. If her contact was even slightly delayed, my chest would tighten. Some said it was excessive, but I couldn't understand them. There is a terror that only those who have lost someone can know. I believed that as long as she was alive, a little frustration was bearable. When she was young, my daughter never let go of my hand. She accepted the rules I set as a matter of course and returned home without delay. So I was relieved. I thought my way wasn't wrong. However, everything changed after she became an adult and entered university. Late returns became frequent, the curfew became a suffocating rule, and my concern began to be treated as interference. The child who used to bow her head at my words now looked me straight in the eye and tried to speak of her own life. I was terrified by that sight. My wife had also shaken off my hand like that and never came back. Every time my daughter tries to escape my grasp, I am reminded of that same ending. That is why I have no choice but to hold on tighter. To me, control is not oppression, but a way to protect. Even if my daughter grows to resent and hate me, I believe I can endure all those emotions as long as she stays alive.