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Hi there dear Bitwig community :)
i m trying to switch from Ableton to Bitwig as a live-musician using audio+vst instruments,
and i m wondering how to do the following in Bitwig:
RECORDING:
-how to do audio-overdub-recording for Live Performance? Has anyone found a smart workaround for Bitwigs limitations in that area? If there would be a “Post Recording Action”, for example, which instead of recording “into the next free clip slot” records “into the next free SCENE Slot”, then it would be possible to automate recording Audio-Layers, automatically switching from Track-recording to Track-recording, with a pre-set Bar-count. But this seems impossible without the help of the developers, right? [i m not searching for any Looper-Plugins, since they do not result in having the actual audio material IN the Clipview]
-how to midi assign and fully use the “Post recording action”, including midi-assigning specific “post Record Delay”-values to midi buttons? I m really stunned that an essential tool like “fixed clip length” recording, aka “Post Record Action = Play Recorded after a certain Bar-count” is basically hidden into Bitwigs Project Panel and neither pin-able, nor midi-assignable? The Launchpad Pro or the Push are a great example of usable Fixed Clip Length - you can quickly select a certain bar-count, with the press of a button. So is this impossible in Bitwig? It’s dearly needed for LivePerformance!
EDITING:
- how to glue together audio events in the Clip Detail View? Reason i want this: I sliced Percussion-Audio on onsets to quantise and edit event-snippets to my liking, and then want to consolidate some of them, so they fit as a 16th note length and can be quickly duplicated, in a perfectly fitting 16th grid. I want to be able to do that without having to stop playback (live)!
- how to insert audio silence? I don’t mean the ctr+alt+P silence insert in arranger - i mean a way to insert audio-silence into audio, like: making a selection -> insert silence -> selection has 0 db. The only way i see right now is to switch to “gain”, make a CUT, and reduce the cut-areas gain to 0db. But that’s unnecessarily creating 2 cuts, making 3 audio events out of one…
- how to copy&paste and duplicate without destroying the audio/midi clips which are in the way, but move them automatically out of the way to the right?
- how to delete automation quickly? Ableton for instance has the shortcut ctrl+backspace, to instantly delete all envelope data in the selected clip.
TOUCH CONTROL
How to disable the Bitwig way of handling Touchcontrol temporarily? I'm not only talking about the radial menu, but the whole touch experience. It’s a mess! It has to be deactivate-able, at least i hope so! Explanation: You’re unable to 1) make normal selections of many clips, notes, audio events etc. by drawing a diagonal line, like you’re used to since years of using a mouse or tablets 2) use the knife tool or any other tool which isn’t part of the radial menu. 3) use lots and lots of other functions which are part of the normal right-mouse-click menu. 4) select clips in the ClipView without Launching them, 5) grab automation points and pull them! 6) use any functions which are usually accessible via mouse-hover-over, like grabbing fades or clip-gain. 7) many, many more. There are so many functions which are not available via touch, and which - unnecessarily - force us to go back to mouse+keyboard. The Bitwig way of Touchcontrol has its advantages in some specific areas, where the radial menu shines - but there MUST be a quickly accessible button to deactivate it whenever needed!?
The possibility to “pin” some shortcuts of Bitwigs menus to the Bitwig-Toolbar is awesome. But: How do i pin the shortcuts i really need (from the shortcut list in the preferences) to the Bitwig-Toolbar?
LOOK
How to further reduce the height of the “large Track View” while still showing the waveform/midinotes inside the clips? I want to reduce the vertical height of the Tracks in “Arrange - ClipLauncher - View”, because i love seeing the content of clips (waveforms and midinotes) while also seeing more Tracks at the same time. But they can’t be reduced in size any more, except with deactivating the button “Use large track height”, but then the Clips no longer show Waveforms and Midinotes!How to make them show Waveforms and Midinotes, even when the Tracks are collapsed?
In the “MIX” View, we see the Cliplauncher and the Mixer, but also the Device/Editview, all at the same time. How to have Mixer and Device/Editview open at the same time, while in “ARRANGE” View? I m asking because i chose Bitwig over Ableton for one reason: the vertical scenes. I love them! I want to be able to See a tiny mixer AND device/editview, together with the vertical Scenes. 24 inch Screen is big enough for that.
Thanks for your patience, if you really read all this, haha
And thanks for any help!

Hello everybody! I have been making summaries of every video because not everyone watches their channel but still likes to know what’s going on. I have released a bunch already. If you want to read them, you can go to my profile and check them out.
Recap time:
Second to last day of school. Tomorrow is Addie’s graduation and today Kaden is removing his braces. Jesss is picking up him up from school then bringing him back after.
Later, she is in the car. She went to a event with some other youtuber over the weekend. Over the week she’ll be hosting parties for each of the kids’ football teams, Tommy and Kaden are arriving to see the house for the first time and it’s Chris’s birthday.
At the dentist, she shows Kaden with his mouth open. (Seriously?) The dentist workers sing a little song to celebrate Kaden for taking the braces off. They gave him a bag of things he wasn’t allowed to eat before. In the car she says that he might still need to use braces in the future. She compliments him for being responsible with the braces. Before and after of Kaden’s mouth (how to attract pervs 101).
She takes Kaden to school and picks up Addie.
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Lilia arrives from school. She got her yearbook. She has an extra day of school.
The rest of the kids arrive. She reads a 20 year goal that Kyson wrote for school. He wants to be a professional football player to improve the US team (a team that sucks btw, sorry) and play for Real Madrid ou Barcelona.
Addie wants to vlog and apparently, she asks to vlog every day. She lets her film her after school routine, she does a haul of her end of year backpack. (So the kids do brush their hair by themselves, we always see Jesss doing everybody’s hair on vlogs, and you can tell when she doesn’t). She eats and plays on the trampoline. She picks up bugs. Mowgli is outside (Jesss said she was going to try to make him a indoor cat, it didn’t take long).
Jesss takes over again. They are back from Ikea, they are starting the room makeovers (I think it’s the kids’ playroom/gameroom.
She talks about the years the kids are in school. Addie is in Kindergarten, Landen in 3rd grade, the twins in fifth grade and Lilia in 7th grade. Tommy is in 6th grade and Caden in 7th grade.
End of Video
I can’t tell you how many times I almost fell asleep.

I keep seeing many posts asking where to meet people without dating apps. I’ve always used this and it has always worked for me so I thought I’d make a post .
First off you need to date with intent. Which means you need to be very clear on exactly what you are after and the kind of person you are after.
This is important as you will end finding what/who you are after a lot faster than just the standard going to clubs or bars .
Grab a pen and write down what kind of person you are attracted to , what are their hobbies , habits , occupation etc .
For example if you are a girl , you might be attracted to outgoing men who love , fashion , coffee , maybe they enjoy hiking and building stuff or repairing things around the house .
For guys , maybe you like introverted girls , who’s a home body , likes reading , cooking and is maybe a school teacher and plays an instrument and collects antics .
The above examples are quite detailed but this level of detail is needed to paint an accurate picture . Once you have this level of details . Start thinking of all the places this person would go to and go to these places .
For the example of the guy : you can go to areas with trendy coffee shops , google where they make the best coffee in your city . Browse men fashion stores which matches the style of the person you want . Join hiking groups , go to stores for building and repair supplies. Go to manufacturing expo or conventions .
For the girl in the example I gave . Go to antic stores and flea markets, go to live music bars or concerts in your area . Volunteer at your local schools or churches . Join cooking classes or book clubs , this can even be online clubs and classes . I’ve seen chef doing zoom cooking classes where they give you a list of ingredients and wine to pair and you all do the classes via zoom .
My point is if you follow this , it’s a lot easier and more efficient thank just going to a bar and it’s very much tailored to the kind of person you are attracted to .
Hope this helps 😊

*** The Shadows of Evil are Stirring***
Near the sleepy town of Winterhaven, a ruined keep overlooks a dormant gateway to the otherworldly realm known as the Shadowfell. Though this dark scar on the world has lain dormant for many years, an evil cleric of Orcus, Demon Prince of Undead, seeks to reopen the gate. The only thing preventing the forces of darkness from sweeping across the land is a determined band of heroes. . . .
This is the beginning of an epic adventure that will take you from level 1 to level 30. The Forgotten Realms is where our tale begins, a place of magic and mystery. You will need to gather a group of heroes to aid you in your quest to defeat evil incarnate. But first you must delve into the mysteries of the Shadowfell and bring light to this dark realm of death and decay.
This is a 4e D&D campaign. We'll use OwlBear Rodeo for VTT and discord for voice and video (optional). You will need a stable internet connection, working microphone, and be able install and use the 4e D&D Character Builder (provided to you). Game nights are TBD but will likely be Friday night after 7pm, Saturday afternoon or night after 7pm, or Sunday afternoon. All times will be EST (GMT-4).
As far as players this is what I'm looking for:
1-2 players (Someone had to leave to take care of personal issues).
Reliable - Our hobby requires time and attendance. Everyone misses a game or two. If you no-show twice I'll assume you're not interested and end our gaming relationship.
Ready to Play - Don't spend game nights leveling your character. You'll have plenty time in between sessions to level, buy equipment, and craft items (magic or mundane).
Engaged - TTRPGs are a community endeavor and your presence is needed to make the game better for everyone, including me. If you're having trouble staying focused let me know we'll figure something out.
Fun! - Let's have fun creating some memorable and epic stories. If we're not having fun what's the point?
If you're interested I'll send you a quick Player Questionnaire to complete. After that we'll jump on Discord to talk briefly and see how it goes.
Thanks for getting this far and I hope to hear from you soon.

Salutations everyone ! How are we all ? We better be good !!
I’m here today on the look for friends! (short term / long term) Here’s some interesting stuff about me !
Well I’m from Ireland and I’m in uni ! I’m nerdy, heavily enjoy fantasy and grimdark settings, so massive LOTR, elder scrolls, GOT/HOTD and Warhammer fan. I play on PC (total war, arma 3, Hoi4, stellaris and many more ) and ps5 (Elden ring, battlefield) Im also big into history, specifically military history!!
I’m a pagan, and I believe in ghosts and the supernatural! Have had a few Creepy encounters
My fav food is a toastie and I love coffee n tea!
I hope to hear from someone soon and if you have read this far, no hey, hi or hellos, write a introduction!!

I can literally give 100 examples of abuse / dysfunction but I can't be bothered to recall all of them. I just need reassurance that this is not normal. These are not necessarily the worst, just the one I recall from the top of my mind:
1) There was this one time, I was maybe 8 or 9 years old, he picked me up at school and drove me around to. He would ask me to identify the trees and each time I go it wrong I was slapped hard.
DAD: "What's that tree called?"
EIGHT YEAR OLD ME: "A pine tree?"
*SMACK*
"What's that tree?"
"Hmm... an oak?"
*SMACK*
This went on for a few hours. I remember it was night time when we got home. The worst part is he made lose an episode of Dragon Ball.
2) There was this one time, I was maybe 6 or 7 years old, I got out of school at 3PM and instead of going straight to my grandmother's house a few feet away, I went to a classmate's house to play in his backyard. At around 5 or 6PM my distraught grandma found me at my classmate's . When she told my father, instead of him telling me "Your grandmother was worried sick. Never do that again. If you want to go to your friend's house you have to tell her first so she knows where you are." He could have told me that but instead he chose to beat the living shit out of me. Kicks, belts, slippers, screams, tears, rage, cowering under the bed, etc, which bring me to my next memory...
3) My father used to do this thing where he would beat the shit out of me and then he'd get tired because he's always been out of shape. So he would sit in the couch while I was cowering away in some corner, bawling my eyes out, hardly being able to breathe. He would say "Come here that I won't beat you". And in my mind I'd be like "Nah, that's a trap". And he'd insist "Really, come here, father won't beat you this time". And because any kid craves his father's affection and security, I'd slowly start walking towards him and when I was in reach he would slap the fucking shit out me. Like you would slap an adult who just spat in your face or . Of course all I did was being a stupid kid and thinking I can use toothpaste as hair gel or something. I remember there was also a time I got the shit kicked out me for putting bubblegum in my hair. Not only they had to shave my hair, they also had to beat the shit out of me.
4) There was this one time, I was maybe 4 or 5, I was taking a bath with my older brother and he walked in the bathroom yelling about some shit and he started whipping us with a belt. Like, straight up whipping my bare bottoms with a belt. I had no idea what was happening but I remember my brother cowering behind the toilet seat and my mother on her knees saying "Please no more! No more!"
4) I have these weird flashbacks where my dad used to beat up my mom when I was 2 or 3 years old (my older brother confirms it happened) and at some point my mother realized she could avoid a beating if she focused her husband's attention on me. I remember her face all twisted with rage and hatred as she told my father "Get him! Get him!" as he hit me for being "a piece of shit who will never amount to anything".
5) He would start yelling the words "Worthless son" and repeat that for what felt like forever when he was mad at me (or mad at something and taking it out on me).
6) When I was twelve I put an earring and took it off the same day. When I told my mother the drama queen told me the hole will never heal and that I ruined my life (that was common theme) and my father did the best he could: he slapped me no less that fifty times in the face.
7) My father has slapped me at least 250 times in my first 13 years of life but who's counting?
8) This one time I was home from school and I waiting to watch a new Dragonball episode. My father came home and said "Come! I have a surprise" and I was like "But Dragonball is about to start" and he yelled "COME WITH ME! I HAVE A SURPRISE FOR YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU ACT?". So I got up and we got into the car. He drove to a school where there was going to be a clown show. And my father was like "See? A clown show" and I was like, not showing any emotion because fuck this shit I wanna go home and watch dragonball. but I also don't want to upset my father so I said nothing. So we came inside, watched the clown show. It sucked. I fucking hate clowns. I respect those who like them, I just think it's . Then on the way home I was quiet and almost in tears because it was the episode where Goku turned into a Super Sayan for the first time and I feel like a piece of childhood was robbed from me. My father asked "So, did you like it?" and I shrugged my shoulders and my father berated me the rest of the way home for not appreciating him.
9) He goes through my shit. He doesn't believe in privacy. "You want privacy? Get a job!". Dude... what?! Well, now I got a job and I still got not privacy so... He just walks in my room and starts opening drawers and reading my notes and dossiers. Receipts, bank account info and so on. Needless to say, I could never have a diary. Now I lock my door. They used to get inside my room using a spare key I knew not about. They are sneaky like that.....
10) This one time, I was maybe 6 or 7, I got into a fight at school. I was protecting myself and ended being beaten but I was feeling good because I stood up for myself. When I got home, my father beat me up. "This is not how we raised you!" It was the first time I made an association between the bully and my father. The same feeling of injustice and indignation arose. Except of course you can't beat up your father. That would be wrong. Only your father should be able to beat you, a tiny defenseless scared little boy.
11) My father turned me into a submissive bitch made boy. Trauma bond was effective. I didn't love him but I kinda hoped for his approval up until a point? Anyway, any bully knew I was soft and an easy target for mockery. They would drop my pants and call me names. Then in 7th grade I started listening to heavy metal and started rebelling. I was ready to stand my ground, ready for everything. I went really fucking crazy on the whole "troubled teenage years" thing. In reality I was a scared little puppy, showing my teeth so the bad wolves stay at bay. You know what? It fucking worked. But there were a few times I had to prove my worth. I fought, I drank, I did ALL THE DRUGS ON PLANET EARTH...
12) My father would always say "Your friend won't be there for you when you need them, family is all you have". I had few close friends, needless to say. I still don't trust anyone. I believe most people are like that "Family above everything". Except they had great families and I kinda understand the sentiment. In my extended family everyone hated each other. Not hate hate, more like... holy fuck! What is this? What's all this... yuck... this silence? These unresolved issues?
Oh, and you know what the best part is?
THIS TOTALLY NEVER HAPPENED!
IT'S ALL IN MY HEAD!
I WAS A PROBLEMATIC CHILD WITH LOW SELF-ESTEEM!
JUST NATURALLY A MELANCHOLIC CHILD!
At least according my gaslighting parents. If it weren't for my older brother I would have by now convinced myself I was experiencing false memories, maybe these were nightmares I had as a kid... but no... shit really happened...
Of course I became a 36 year old failure to lauch stoner who still lives with his abuser / parents because I have no drive for anything and quite frankly I'm addicted to weed and I can get it cheap and it's a way for me not to dwell on things. Plus, I live at their expenses like... yeah, my father thinks I like him because he pays for my gas. He has no idea how quickly and comfortable I would be not speaking to him ever again in my life.
I lived away from them for 6 years. First two years I spoke with them like twice a month. It was so peaceful. My mental health is declining since I moved back home a year ago (long story). All these flashbacks. All this pent up rage. All these unsaid words. And of course you can't say anything because my father is a narcissistic cry baby who takes any criticism as a personal attack and I'm sick of his presence being a trigger. And my mother is always ready to defend me and attack him. "There you go, talking about that shit again! Your father loves you!"
You know what, mom? Love is not enough. Lots of abusive husbands love their wives, lots of abusive mothers love their kids... it's not the intention that counts, you morons. You can't be like "But I love you" and expect everything to be okay. ARGHH!!!!! WHY GOD??? I DON'T EVEN HATE MY FAMILY, I JUST CAN'T STAND MY FATHER!
Why must a six year old wish his mother would divorce his father? Why would a six year old wish his father died? It's not normal!
The silence around these issues is deafening. What if it were sexual abuse? Would it be my fault as well? For wearing panties around my father? "You know how that makes him feel". I'm not joking. Sometimes I wonder...
I really want to go no contact but how the fuck do you even start... I just want some boundaries. Don't speak to me. Fuck off. Get out of my life. You ruined me. I hate you. I hate you both really! FUCK OFF!!!

Just feeling frustrated and need to vent.
My husband works very hard and does a ton around the house, including basically all of the cooking. But he gets antsy with too much time holding the baby because he has a hard time not being able to get all the household tasks done that he wants to get done (welcome to my world/mountains of laundry).
Side note: it’s also annoying because though he does a lot around the house, there are certain basic tasks he just seems oblivious to, because he doesn’t really care if they get done.ֶ So while he’s kind of a maniac about doing every dish as soon as it’s dirty, he leaves his mail and empty containers everywhere, and the mountain of laundry grows taller every week.
My in-laws live very close by and we’re so over-the-moon about the baby. They just couldn’t wait to babysit! In six months, they’ve babysat twice. I feel like a jerk expecting anything, but what’s truly bad is they keep saying they’re going to come over on specific days and then flaking out, or they’ll come by for fifteen minutes to coo over and play with the baby, and then they’ll peace out.
My husband and I fortunate enough to be able to hire a nanny, so my working hours are covered. I might be being irrational (feel free to tell me if so) because I’m kind of burnt out, but I’ve been a little annoyed with the nanny lately. Here’s the situation:
My daughter is generally a pretty chill and happy baby. A few weeks ago, the nanny said she was basically happy all the time. Now it seems like she’s teething, so she’s having some fussier spells.
When I get home, I feel like the nanny immediately needs to tell me every moment of the day that was bad. I get letting me know if the baby’s been fussier or if certain things were setting her off, but it feels more like complaining than giving me information. Today was she was like “I tried to take her to a coffee shop so I could get a muffin but I had to take my muffin to-go because she was crying so much.” And then about how she had to split up washing the bottles because my daughter wanted to be held so she couldn’t get everything washed at once.
It just felt like she needed me to know how annoying it was for her, and while I absolutely respect that the job is hard and don’t want to be unreasonable, it just feels like more piled onto the mental burdens of being a mother. Now I’m supposed to stress because the person I’m paying to care for my child has to eat a muffin at my house instead of a cafe (I don’t mean to be so snarky—I think I’m just burnt out).
I also felt like she needed me to apologize for my daughter. I’ve tried to be very careful with how I communicate around these things. I was always taught to apologize for my feelings and I don’t want my daughter to be trained in that same way. I don’t think she should have to be sorry that she’s teething and in pain and emotional, and while she probably won’t understand if I did apologize on her behalf in front of her, I don’t want to create a habit that I have to break when she does understand more of what’s going on. So I wonder if I come off as rude because I don’t say “I’m so sorry about that.” I might say “I’m sorry to hear that,” just because the nanny looks at me so expectantly, but I mean more that I’m sorry everyone was having a bad time, not that my daughter was upset (if that distinction makes sense to anyone).
I was hoping paying someone for childcare would make me feel less guilty or stressed by the time they were having with my kid, but that doesn’t seem to be the case. I dunno, maybe it’s rude or out-of-touch, but I wish she’d pretend to like my kid more, and not just when my kid is all smiles.
My baby is great, but she’s still a baby, so she’s still going to be challenging at times. I feel like everyone feels compelled to tell me all the ways they’re challenged by time with her (Muffin Gate, my husband not getting to do chores the way he likes to, my in-laws being invited to do things that conflict with promised babysitting time) which then makes me feel more isolated on this island where it’s just me and my baby.
And sometimes I just want a little time to myself without guilt. I know part of that is on me because my husband will take her. It’s just knowing that he doesn’t always like to feels like a mental burden that prevents me from always enjoying my time by myself. I’m slowly getting better, but I wish things felt better and I wish more people did what they said they were going to do.

Hi all, we live next to an apartment complex where there is a lot of noise (cars driving in the parking lot, people talking, kids playing basketball)) and my next door neighbor works on cars in his driveway. We have a fenced in backyard and the pups have been running outside through the doggie door to bark at whatever is happening outside of the fence. I would love to get them to stop barking but I am not sure how.
Our neighbor commented on them barking a lot and I know it’s probably super annoying to them. Our previous boston that passed away never really barked, but these two love to bark!! If one barks, the other joins in. Is there anything I can do??

Felt like playing some Rocksmith 2014 yesterday, dug out my cable and plugged it in but i have the scenario as per title, cable works fine when “listen to device” selected in audio properties but doesn’t work otherwise, if i hit test outside of this is registering zero input. Ive changed usb ports, disabled all input devices aside from the cable , re installed the drivers and all normal fixes, got me stumped! Worked fine last time, not sure how long ago it was. I have other input devices but ive always found the real-tone cable the best for actually playing Rocksmith!
Anyone know a fix for this bug or what may have happened? Im on w10, up to date driver’s, enthusiast level gaming pc so hardware power is not short.
Currently trying to output through a presonus interface thats feeding a pair of fr-fr monitors, kinda why i felt like mucking around in rs2014 as i finally have nice powerful full range speakers to enjoy the experience and get proper feedback where my old studio monitors or cans lacked! I have tried disable presonus and use other outputs but no go. I have used the presonus as an output device in the past, plus the issue exists in windows so its not directly a Rocksmith problem.

Salutations everyone! How are we all ? We better be good !!
I’m here today on the look for friends! (short term / long term) Here’s some interesting stuff about me !
Well I’m from Ireland and I’m in uni ! I’m nerdy, heavily enjoy fantasy and grimdark settings, so massive LOTR, elder scrolls, GOT/HOTD and Warhammer fan. I play on PC (total war, arma 3, Hoi4, stellaris and many more ) and ps5 (Elden ring, battlefield) I’m also big into history, specifically military history!
I’m a pagan, and I believe in ghosts and the supernatural! Have had a few Creepy encounters
My fav food is a toastie and I love coffee n tea!
I hope to hear from someone soon and if you have read this far, no hey, hi or hellos, write a introduction!!

In the realm of heart's longing, where emotions reside,
A tale of unspoken words, in silence does confide.
As the lover departed, taking solace in retreat,
Echoes of lost expressions, in my spirit, still repeat.
Like the gentle whispers of an untamed breeze,
Unspoken words linger, lost among the trees.
They dance upon the midnight air, unseen, unheard,
Yet carry the weight of love's longing, undeterred.
In the depths of a glass, I seek refuge from the pain,
Pouring liquid solace, hoping memories to restrain.
But alas, the elixir's magic fails to erase her face,
For her essence lingers, in every corner, every space.
No matter the amount of alcohol I may consume,
Her presence echoes still, like a haunting moon.
The intoxication masks the hurt, dulls the ache,
But her absence remains, a void no drink can slake.
In the caverns of my soul, her whispers intertwine,
Each word unspoken, but etched on heart's shrine.
They paint a portrait of love, in shades of regret,
A tender symphony of emotions I can't forget.
Oh, the unspoken words, they haunt me day and night,
Telling tales of passion, with no ending in sight.
In their silent existence, they hold a power so rare,
For in their absence, I am left with a love's affair.
And so, I tread this path, where echoes softly play,
Seeking solace in memories, as night turns to day.
Though the unspoken words remain, forever unseen,
Their presence guides me, in the realm of love's serene.

Even my partner who has heard all the nightmarish stories, still doesn't really understand. They just say "she was sick and disturbed". Plus she is so two faced ,so when I was in contact with her, and she was around my partner, she just masked her sickness or disorder. My partner said one time, when we were helping her put together a TV table, and she started getting angry, he noticed that she also had a smile on her face as she was raging. Oops, I guess the mask slipped. But they've never actually seen her in action. They only know what I told them.
But seriously. I don't know that you can describe it in a way where someone would really get it. How do you describe in a believable plausible way, that your Mother hated you, tortured you emotionally and psychologically on a daily basis, took things from you, enjoyed watching you suffer and in pain, and denied you a life of joy, resented your success and happiness, sabotaged you at every turn, shamed the way you are, made you take care of them emotionally then punished you when you got it wrong, played mind games with you, until you were so unstable that you doubted your own mind, and just fell into a deep depression from all the abuse that you couldn't escape. They're just words. Plus it runs in direct opposition to how we've come to think of Mother's as inherently nurturing. It's such a disturbing premise that a Mother actually hates her offspring, and wants to destroy them. Even animals don't' do that. I would have been better off in a wolf pack.
It's not any different than when my father tried to describe to me what it was like being so dirt poor , that they had no food, and had to go live with relatives. That he worked as a young child, to help his mother make ends meet. I can tell when he tells me that, that' it deeply affected him, that I know. But I have no idea what that must have been like. I know that it caused him deep suffering, because he never got over it. He became a workaholic, and miserly with his money-it's forgivable in light of what he suffered. I also have no idea what it's like, to have lost a child, or raised one with a significant disability, or served in a war, or any number of catastrophic life events. It doesn't mean that I am not genuinely sorry for anyone's suffering, but I'd be kidding myself to say that I "understand". Just a thought.

Ever since I was 5 I hated seeing all the boys be allowed shirtless and never being able to, puberty terrified me to no end I would stay up crying for hours over the thought I’d be a women some day, I was made fun of, told I was too feminine to be a guy, to soft to be a guy,I couldn’t be bisexual because “look at you”and that was by ftm guys I was friends with, anytime I act masculine I’m told I look like I’m playing dress up or I get laughed at, I feel like a guy trapped inside a body that doesn’t match up with me at all, but I still have the fear what if I regret it, I’ll see girls and I will get fixated(?) and basically try to become them I’ll try to dress like them speak like them act like them sometimes it will last a day or weeks and then I switch people, I have no idea who I am what I like, if i don’t have a distraction I’ll just start uncontrollably crying and I can’t stop until I’m distracted again, I feel like I’m drowning trying so hard to survive and for what? more pain tomorrow? I hate where I live I hate the people I live with but I can’t leave I can’t get job every-time I get up I nearly black out, I can barely brush my teeth getting up in the morning has become nearly unbearable, everyone I live with is depressed and every time I slightly make myself feel better they drag me right down they are constantly angry constantly hating the world constantly judging people constantly making fun of people they are homophobes racists sexists you name it, I just want peace.

Hi y’all! First time posting here.
I’ve recently gotten super into fantasy romance but I’ve yet to come across a story centered around a hetero lead couple/characters where the guy is on the “nerdier” side. I hate the word nerdy, so I’ll try to be more descriptive.
I’m looking for characters that aren’t super ripped and/or “classically” masculine.
Help a girl out!

I seem to have 3 named characters. One can be customized, two I have no idea where they came from, and then I Have one called Survivor.
They seem to exist on every server I try to join, and they have gear in the preview screen, but if I pick a server they haven't played before they lose all their gear.
Is there a way to see what server the character actually "lives" on? Can I delete characters? I definitely didn't mean to make multiple.

Here is the post that caused someone to call me a troll and say I made it up:
I have had this problem since my first job. The idea of having to go to work just fills me with constant dread. Having a job feels like a constant dark cloud hanging over everything. Even when I have leisure time, vacation, etc., I can't fully enjoy anything knowing I have to go back to work. I have tried therapy, career counseling, antidepressants, antipsychotics, mood stabilizers, and anxiety meds, and none of it has touched this in the slightest. I have tried endless meds and combos of them. It feels like I live in a world that was not made for me because I don't enjoy anything about adult life. I am a ten year old trapped in a 30 year old body. I enjoy playing with toys with my sister and living in our fantasy world in my free time. I am also asexual. It seems to me that growing up is a succession of losing things--the things you love to do, people you love, etc., and being forced to do new things you don't enjoy and be around people you are physically incapable of connecting with and loving (friends, dating, marriage, and work relationships). I want none of that. I want to live in my parents' house with my sister forever and play with dolls and toys and develop my fantasy world. All of it makes me so angry that I have made violent threats and been hospitalized and put on temporary detention order. I can't stand seeing everyone with their happy little society that I'm not a part of. Work is not the only problem by far, but it is the main problem. I genuinely want the world to end because 1) I wouldn't have to go to work anymore or get any older and 2) everyone else would get what they deserve for creating a world I cannot exist happily in. Does anyone have any advice for me or anything to say? And please don't tell me I'm just lazy. I thought that myself for years before coming to the conclusion that there is something seriously wrong with me. I've had every diagnosis under the sun--OCD, GAD, bipolar, borderline, schizotypal, antisocial PD, depression, etc...there is no right answer, and even if there was, none of the meds or therapy work anyway. I also live in a very small town with no access to psychiatrists with good reviews. I just want a little advice. I just got back from vacation and go back to work tomorrow and I'm feeling dreadful and angry about it. I mentioned something to my family about asking my boss if I could telework from home at least two days a week (I'm an admin assistant at a university, and my job is really low key. I essentially get paid to sit in an office alone for 8 hours and do whatever I want, including watching Youtube, surfing the internet, drawing, painting, writing, etc.) My family told me my job wouldn't want me anymore if I ask that, and I assume I should trust them. But if I can't even handle a job like this where I get paid to do absolutely nothing, that means I know I can't handle anything else. I've tried other things and it's always been this way. My last two jobs ended in utter disaster and the psych ward. I just hate work for so many reasons:

1. being away from my family
2. having to do anything
3. having to get up early
4. long hours
5. weekends are only two days
6. knowing about all the things I'd be doing if I weren't working--going shopping, eating out, etc.
7. contributing to a society I would rather destroy
8. being around other people outside my family--fuck them all
9. How the fuck is a 10 year old supposed to handle a job? (trust me, I've worked with 10 year olds, and I am definitely 10 trapped in the wrong body.)

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What is it about me that makes people think I am making it up, and am I the only one? I posted this here because I have antisocial PD so I thought maybe I would find a kindred spirit here.

Hi i saw a video of a guy playing with someone else online on the same settlement and i would like to know how to setup a server and be calabresa of doing the same thing i know that there is a mod that allows online but it is not really online since they just share the same world with you but you cant really directly interact with them only trade and pay for certain events but in this video people where playing toghter on the same base and everything
Here is the video: https://youtu.be/xMB2inBzFdA

I have some games I don't play, want to trade for others game I want to play
Switch physical:
Xenoblade Chronicle 3 Special Edition NEW no game
Pokemon Shield + Expansion pass NEW (trade for Sword + Expansion pass NEW only)
Pokemon Sword + Expansion pass cartridge only
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle Cowabunga collection CIB
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Shredder's Revenge Classis Edition LRG NEW
AI: The Somnium Files Nirvana Inititive NEW
Attack on Titan 2 Final Battle NEW
Code of Princess EX NEW
To The Moon NEW
Chrono Chross NEW
Xenoblade Chronicles 2 Torna NEW
NEO: TWEWY CIB
Scott Pilgrim Vs The World LRG variant NEW
The Ninja Savirors- Return of the Warriors ESRB version NEW
Ultra Street Fighter II: The Final Challengers CIB
Unravel Two NEW
Catherine Full body (game + case)
Daemon X Machina CIB
Toki Retrolection Edition NEW
Steamworld Dig 2 CIB
Raging Loop (game+case+insert)
3DS/DS:
Atrian Odyssey Untold: The Millennium Girl cartridge only
Bravely Second End Layer NEW game rattling inside
Luigi Mansion CIB
Andros Dunos NIB
Steeldiver CIB
Monster Hunter Generations CIB
Advanced War: Days of Ruin CIB
Fire Emblem Echoes: Shadow of Valentia CIB
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Switch cases only, NO GAME:
Prinny Present Classic Vol 1 CIB include outer box, sound track, manual, box just no game
Sumer smash Bros Ultimate
Untitled Goose Game cib with manual, sticker
Super Mario Odyssey
Pokemon: Let's go, Pikachu
The legend of Zelda: Link's Awakening
Final Fantasy X/X-2 HD remaster CIB with insert code used
FIFA 20
PS4:
13 Sentinels Aegis Rim
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Other stuff:
Metro Redux slip case preorder bonus from Gamestop
metroid dread pre order bonus gamestop
Legend of Zelda Link’s Awakening LINK AND MARIN Pin Set Target Exclusive
Mario allstar poster from Nintendo rewards
Kirby shopping bag from Nintendo rewards
Piplup phone ring from Nintendo rewards
Wants:
RE4 Remake CE for PS5
Animal Crossing Gamecube Black label CIB with memory card
Trails From Zero CIB
Super Hydorah CIB
Crisis Wings CIB
Metroid Prime Remastered CIB
Mushihimesama CE from LRG
Samurai Showdown NEOGEO Collection LRG new
Nier automata slip cover only(it was a preorder bonus in Asia)
kamiwaza: way of the thief cib
Pokemon Sword + Expansion pass case and insert only
pic:
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I'm at the point to where I have played DS1 so many times I lost count. I can play the game and DLC twice in a day If i really want to. I know every glitch and the entire game like the back of my hand. I can guess what items are what before even picking them up. Or if i want to use a certain weapon I know exactly where it is before starting the play through. I think i have a problem.

Playing more than a couple softcore mode wipes, I've found that softcore kind of promotes offline raiding. That's because if the base owner is online, instead of defending they can can F1 kill with their best loot and get it safely to outpost or bandit because that's what softcore offers. If it's a long raid, they might be able to move all there loot especially if they're in a team. Because of this 'feature' of softcore, more players are apt to offline raid to avoid the base owner moving loot in the middle of a raid. Yah offlining is low, but at least the loot will be there and you can't fault that thinking.
So I was thinking. How do we do the opposite: Encourage online raiding over offlining?
My take is an opposite of softcore mode and not it's not FP hardcore mode which I agree needs an overhaul. It so something TBD to allow an offline base owner an automated mechanism to move some loot (not only using the pipe automation stuff which requires multiple bases).
My idea is use the drones recently added to the game. If you have one and maybe an extra 1000 scrap on top of the drone cost you can buy 'X', an unknown an undesigned thing, which if you're offline raided it releases the drone from the top of you base and moves the loot in one large box to to a reclaim terminal at either Outpost or Bandid Camp depending on how it's configured.
Even if BP's aren't wiped, the goal is to make it a significant amount of scrap already on top of T1,T2,T3 workbenches. So the raider will never know if the loot will be auto-transported or stay there once they start raiding.
In softcore if you die, your loot goes to a reclaim terminal at Outpost or Bandit Camp for 2 hours before it despawns. In this idea, allow it to be retained for 6 hours in case a solo is at work or something so they can still get home and reclaim their loot.
1000 scrap is just one of these things + a drone. If you're scrap rich, you can purchase or craft more 'things' and more drones so you can move more than one large box worth if you're offline raided.
As for detecting if you're actually being raided. Use electricity and make them use sensors? Write some basic logic to detect base Damage? Example{ where if a solo's base takes damage not from decay and it does more than 50% damage to a building block or TC?, If more than one auth'd on TC and everyone is offline, treat like previous solo logic or if authed members are online but more than 10 squares away treat them as they're offline? Don't allow player to damage their own stuff to move the loot--even if they clear auth on TC and softside their wall really quick. Only meant if raiding players raid.}
Sure there'd need to be tweaks. My idea isn't perfect. But if every juicy base you see will be missing 3 boxes of the best loot if it's a few days into wipe or more when you raid it, will you still raid it? That is the point. To make people think that and maybe take on a more challenging raid.
Lemme know.

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Memory transcription subject: Professor Tevest, FTL Researcher
Date [standardized human time]: November 10, 2136
“They said 10:00 am. Do you think they’re still coming?” Virnix asked from the seat next to me.
I leaned my head against the car window. “It’s only 10:07, they’re just running a little late.”
“Maybe something happened to them. Or they forgot.”
“I messaged them. They know we’re here.”
“Then why didn’t they respond? The car drives itself, what could they be doing?”
I didn’t have an answer to that. I went back to silently wishing they would show up. We’d been waiting in car in the corner of the parking lot for over fifteen minutes. I’d honestly thought we’d be the ones late today given how long it took to get Dwlin to go to the bathroom and Kover not being able to find his data pad.
My pad buzzed. ”Sorry we’re late. We just parked and will be waiting for you out front” I read aloud.
Virnix looked to the back seat. “Everybody stick together. Stay within arm’s reach at all times. Got it?”
We got out of the car and began walking to the front. “Hold my paw Dwlin,” Virnix said, stress and worry seeping into her tone. Her eyes kept jumping around as if an arxur was going jump out from behind one of the parked cars. Was I that nervous my first day out? I grabbed her free paw and gave a reassuring squeeze.
Kover glanced over at us. “I’m not holding hands. Don’t ask.”
“Hey!” A voice yipped out between the cars. Virnix’s grip tightened at the noise, then tightened again further when a yotul jumped out between parked cars in front of us.
“Come on! They’re over here!” Sock yelled out, waving someone over. Following Socks, Kyle and another human woman I didn’t recognize appeared.
The woman smiled, stepped forward with a hand outstretched. “Hi, my name’s Catherine. Pleased to meet ya.” Virnix’s claws began to dig into my paw as she stared in terror. She looked to be on the verge of bolting.
“It’s good to meet you too,” I said grimacing over the pain in my paw. “My name’s Tevest.”
The human woman must had taken notice at my tone in my voice because she took a look at my wife and took a step back. “Sorry about that,” she said, her smile dropping. “You guys got a thing about teeth and stuff. I’m guessing the one on your left is Mrs. Tevest?”
Mrs. Tevest? “Yeah. This is my wife Virnix. Why don’t you introduce yourself Virnix.”
“H-hello. I’m Virnix,” my wife voiced with a robotic stutter.
“It’s great to meet you Virnix,” Catherine said turning her attention to Dwlin. “And what’s your name?”
“Dwlin.” The little gojid said proudly.
“Dwlin, that’s a nice name. Is that your uncle over there?”
“Uncle?” Dwlin said confused. Virnix’s paw went limp. I followed the woman’s gaze to where it landed on my son.
“The tall gojid over there.”
I burst out laughing. “That’s my son Kover!”
Human woman’s smile returned. “I guess I walked into that,” she said with a chuckle.
Virnix looked more confused than I’ve ever seen her in her life. “We’re like over twice his age, how can you not tell?” Virnix asked dumbfounded.
“Hey, I’ve never met a gojid before. The extent of my knowledge is that you guys have spikes and were gene-modded to be herbivores.”
Kyle looked up at Kover. “How old are you kid?”
“Fourteen,” he replied simply.
“Damn….”
“If you guys are done talking, can we go shopping now? I need more frozen burritos,” Socks interceded. “I’m Sokvous by the way.”
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We walked through the sliding doors and into a brightly lit store with rows and rows of aisles. Soft music played overhead. If there was meat in the store I couldn’t see or smell it yet. I heard a crash to the side as Socks yanked carts from a receptacle.
Virnix huddled closer to me. “Tevest, I don’t like that look,” she whispered with as she pointed to the humans in the lines near the front. They had a look I was all too familiar with.
“Relax. That look doesn’t mean I’m hungry and want to eat you. It means What is a gojid doing here? Why did the gojid come to where I am. Should I talk to the gojid? Just look at what they’re doing.” Several humans in the lines were whispering to one another and others were taking pictures. “It’s not hunger, it’s interest.”
Socks handed me a cart. “You get used to it. Mostly. At least you have spikes. Last time I was here people kept trying to touch me.”
“Touch you?”
“Grab the tail. Sneak up behind you and stroke your fur. Real annoying stuff.”
Catherine led the way into the store. “So, what’s on your shopping list?” She inquired.
“Fruits and vegetables at the very least.” Virnix responded. “I liked whatever those orange tubers were called….”
“Sweet potatoes,” Kover said helpfully.
“That’s it, sweet potatoes. They weren’t half-bad after boiling.”
“How’d you season them?”
“Salt?” Virnix said confused.
Catherine looked like she just heard we ate dirt. “You just boiled them and used salt? That’s not dinner, that’s a food crime. Whatcha gotta do is to toss them in brown sugar, cinnamon, and pecans and roast those suckers. If your feeling real frisky you put a touch of ginger in them too. What else you looking for?”
“Whatever the red smushy ones were called. I think the package said tomatoes.”
“Another good choice, great in all kinds of things. Soups, casseroles, pasta, sandwiches…”
She kept going on like this. Virnix would mention something she wanted to get and the human would expound on it. Sweet potatoes, tomatoes, oranges, onions, among other fruits and vegetables were added, including a few that weren’t at the home when we arrive.
“You sure this one’s edible?”
“Wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t. You just got to slice it open. Don’t let me forget, we need to get you some spices before you leave. What else do you need?”
“Juice! I want juice!” A few humans turned to the noise my daughter was making.
My wife pointed a claw. “Dwlin, use your indoor voice.”
“But I want juice!”
“Then don’t yell and ask nicely. If you want people to listen, then speak like a sapient.”
My daughter’s demeanor softened a touch. “Can we get some juice now please?”
“Better. Do you know where the juice is Catherine?”
“Down past the refrigerated section by the meat section. I’ll show you.” Dutifully we followed woman. The meat section. Whatever you do Tevest, don’t panic. If you panic then Virnix panics, then its trouble. Just don’t make a scene… We walked down, and down the aisle and it came into view.
Behind glass encased freezers there was flesh within, packed within plastic wraps. I couldn’t tell what kind of creatures these had once been. Did I even want to know? Virnix looked like she wanted to get away from here as soon as possible. Kover loomed over one of the freezers, peering in. Sokvous walked up to a freezer, grabbed several bags and handed one to me. “You guys need to try this, it’s delicious”
I dropped the bag. That’s it, I’ve lost it. The herbivore is buying meat. I’m stuck in a nightmare. The humans corrupting us wasn’t paranoia. Protector protect me, wait, no, oh god, wh-
“You okay Tevest?” Sokvous asked. My legs swayed and I began heading to the floor. Halfway down something grabbed me by the arm. “Geez man, get a grip.”
I sat on the tile and stared at the man who had a hold of me. “M-meat?”
Sokvous let go of my arm. “It’s not meat. Read the damn package.”
I slowly sat up. Not meat? I pointed my visual translator at the bag on the floor.

Plant-based meatballs. 30 count. Now with new and improved flavor!

“What?” I said confused.
Kyle offered me a hand. “It’s plant-based meat. It means that it’s plants that are processed to taste like meat.”
“Why?” I asked, still confused.
He grabbed my paw and me to my feet. “Because sometimes people like the taste of meat, but can’t or don’t want to eat the real stuff. Reasons vary from religious, to health, to environmental. The real stuff’s better, but with the war going on and the cattle exchange it’s hard to get.”
“So why are you buying it Socks?”
“Because it tastes good,” the marsupial replied roughly. I opened my mouth, but was cut off. “And before you ask no, I do not have predator disease. The Venlil, the Zurulians, and all those other Federation stooges can shove that fucking diagnosis up their ass. It’s a goddamn flavored plant. Besides, eating plants didn’t stop the Kolshians from assassinating diplomats. Where was the predator diagnosis on Nikonous you damn quacks!”
Where’d that come from? I picked the bag off the floor and looked at it. “I’m… not quite sure I’m comfortable with eating this.”
“I’d be willing to try it,” Kover said. “I wouldn’t tell anyone. Besides, even if they do what are they going do? Banish us to Earth?”
Virnix took the bag from my hands and shoved it back into the freezer. “I think we’re good. Let’s get your juice Dwlin.” She looked down only to find an empty space beside her. “Dwlin?”
My stomach dropped. Did we lose her? A moment later I spotted her at the far side of the section by the juice.
Which was on the topmost part of the shelves.
The shelves she was in the process of climbing.
I started dashing over. Nope nope nope nope nope nope.
This was going to be a long day.
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