Ow...

I've got this persistent ache in my right forearm. It's happened before - it's a stress injury from using my work computer's mouse or my laptop touchpad in the wrong way.

A couple days of wearing a brace and using the mouse with my left hand will alleviate the problem, but you'd think I would have learned by now.

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You know, this probably makes me sound like a horrible person, but recent developments arising from my issues with Mom have given me an idea of how to handle a particular scene in the fanfic I'm working on - one I've rewritten twice that basically has put the rest of the story on hold.

As well as seeing my relationship with Mom in a new light, I've begun to see this story in a new light as well. It's not just about how much strain it puts the relationship when a guy doesn't tell his girlfriend about his superhero secret identity,¹ or even about the toll that secrets take on a relationship. It's about the well-intentioned but utterly stupid things we do to protect the people we love.

¹This is a Batman Beyond fanfic by the way.