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So, I purchased Bob's Tall Tales on Xbox Series X and started up a new single-player game on the Island. Despite purchasing the content, when I try to buy the Bob's Tall Tales engrams or craft any of the items the game won't let me. Saying, "You must own Bob's Tall Tales in order to make this item." So as far as ASA is concerned, I don't own the content I purchased. Meanwhile, if I check the Microsoft store, it says I purchased it.
I have a few mods running in this game, but nothing crazy that completely overhauls how the game works. Currently, I have: all the free Additions Ascended creatures, Cyrus's Magna Geckos, a few of Klinger's building tile sets, Marnii's Hairstyles, Manolo's Death Recovery, and Ghazawl's Upgrade Station. Nothing that I think would cause a conflict with Bob's Tall Tales unless I am wrong.
I'm just curious if anyone else is having this issue and possibly knows how to fix it. Any advice is appreciated. Thanks.

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on the free response question about the bear i know i was supposed to write math.random() * 100 + 1, will i lose points if i put math.random(100) + 1 or will they give me lenience. my teacher says that math.random()(100) would have been acceptable but i might lose points since i didn’t put parentheses after the math.random.

I've been working part time with varsity tutors for a couple of years now, trying to get more meetings lately. Recently though, I decided to look over my most recent contract and noticed a very alarming change. When I first joined, if the tutor cancelled a session less than 24 hours before it was set to occur, you would not be able to bill for that session and the next session was to be provided to the client for no pay. An incentive to try to either make sessions work or provide advance notice if you couldn't, not an entirely unreasonable clause. In my most recent contract, if the tutor doesn't provide at least 48 hours notice, then the student is to receive the next two sessions free of charge. This is much less reasonable as that's now 3 sessions you've effectively lost pay for instead of 2, but it gets worse. A cancellation with less than 24 hours notice now requires FOUR sessions provided for no pay. Counting the session you had to cancel, that's effectively five full missed sessions of pay. Even at the minimum pay rate, that's 75 dollars! On top of that is the recent change to client's 24 hour cancellations; if they have to cancel for whatever reason you now only receive half pay.
Have there been any other recent changes that I should watch out for as well?
EDIT: Looking closer, this may be specifically for group sessions/vt for schools? But it's still an extremely strict policy regardless, and something worth pointing out compared to independent tutoring.

You know what the best part is about playing Engineer in Team Fortress 2? You get to watch how angry everyone gets when they get shot by your sentry guns. Me and my best friend Jose both main Engineer, and can confirm that the best way to spend your Friday nights after school is to set up a sentry and get ready for the rage. There’s been matches where we haven’t even used our actual guns even once, but racked up lots of kills just because of the sentries.
One day Jose called me up with an idea that was either going to be the stupidest thing ever or the smartest thing ever. He wanted to fill an entire team with only Engineers and watch the chaos unfold. I couldn’t stop laughing at the mental image in my head and agreed with the plan. I joined a Discord server with everyone else on the team.
I convinced my cousin Matthew to join, and he in turn brought along his little brother Zack. According to Matthew, it took quite a bit of convincing because Zack was a Scout main who couldn’t stand Engineers. He eventually got through to his little brother by promising him a Steam gift card. I even got their dad Graham to play along (yes, I have an uncle who plays TF2. How cool is that?). Jose enlisted his friends, who turned into friends of friends and soon enough we had a team of 16 Engineers.
To say that we caused chaos that night was an absolute understatement. As soon as we joined the game the text chat was flooded with messages from the other team wondering what the hell was going on. And they only got worse from that point on. We surrounded our control points with a ring of sentries that people just kept running into. I saw keyboard smashes and heard other teen boys’ voices crack in rage and many, many words that I personally don’t care to repeat here.
The most skilled Engineer was this guy named Craig, who was a friend of one of Jose’s friends. Not only was he the main person capturing the enemy control points with some very strategically placed teleporters, but he was also really friendly and encouraging to all of us. I didn’t know what he looked like, but from his voice it sounded like he was in his early 20s.
Me and Craig started to chat more and more on Discord. He was a super nice guy who was also really fun to talk with. He took time out of his day to teach me how to be an even better Engineer player. Whenever someone started dissing me in the voice chat, he firmly told them to leave me alone. After seeing my fair share of toxicity in the TF2 community, it was nice to know that this complete stranger was looking out for me.
This whole Team Engineer thing became a weekly tradition for us on Friday nights. It was something everyone could look forward to after work or school. One time after everyone logged off and said their goodbyes, Craig sent a message a few hours later in our Discord:
“You guys gotta check this out. I found the weirdest server ever. It’s literally Engineer heaven. Meet me at vl_sentry.”
I was still in the mood to play and I could stay up late tonight, so I hopped back on TF2. I saw that Jose, Graham and this other girl we played with named Lynn were also online. I found vl_sentry and connected to the server. The map was called Valley of the Sentries and it was created by Valve.
It took my computer a little bit to process the map, and it took me even longer than that to process what I was seeing.
The map looked like a chessboard with 3D-sculpted hills. The sky was just pure white. Not even white walls, just the color white. Every square had a blue sentry on it and there were about 4 or 5 other Engineers jumping around, spamming their voice lines. That’s when I realized that we were the only ones there, and there was no red team.
“Hey Sean, glad you could make it :)” Craig said in the text chat. “What the hell is this?” I asked. He told me that this was a server that one of his friends showed him. The friend said he was introduced to the map by a friend of his who knew someone who worked at Valve. Craig then went on to explain that apparently Valley of the Sentries was an experiment to test the limits of the sentry guns and their effect on the servers. Rumor has it that the map is infinite.
“Check this out.” said Jose. He switched to Heavy and immediately got shot down. All of the sentries turned towards him. There were so many of them that it made the game lag a ton. He respawned as Engineer and the sentries just kept on spinning.
“WTF?” I typed. “We tried it with all the other classes and it does the same thing.” said Craig. “It ignores Engineers, but shoots everyone else.” Lynn added. “And that’s why we’re the best class. Engineer power!” Graham joked.
I asked what would happen if you were to play as Spy and sap one of the sentries. “I tried, but you gotta have a godly reaction time to activate it.” said Jose. As soon as he said “godly reaction time”, I knew I had to try it out just for the bragging rights.
Respawn. Shot down. Respawn. Shot down. Respawn. Shot down.
Yeah, I did not have a godly reaction time. The others kept spamming “lol” in the chat each time I failed. I got annoyed pretty quickly and stopped trying. Then out of nowhere, all the sentries turned away from me and started firing at someone. I turned around and all five of us were still standing there. I looked at the top bar that shows how many characters were in the game. There were only five Engineers and they were all on the same team. So what the hell were the sentries targeting?
I started to walk in the direction that the sentries were facing and Jose followed me too. We moved really slow, not only because of the sentries on every square but also the uphill climbs. It was just us two in the chat for a while, talking about seeing each other back at school on Monday while we made our slow walk across the map. Then our conversation was interrupted by a chat message from Lynn.
“Why is there a man in the sky?”
Me and Jose tried to get to Lynn to see what she was talking about as fast as possible, but we moved like snails. To get back to the spawn point, we both switched classes, instantly died and respawned as Engineers. I don’t think we respawned in the same place we started from. I don’t even know where we respawned. There were no landmarks or notable things to help you find your way. Just hills, valleys, and sentries.
I asked Lynn where she was and she just told me she was with Graham and Craig. Only that wasn’t very helpful because we didn’t know where they were either. We stood there, stumped for a minute and a half until Jose got an idea. He said that she should just switch classes and respawn, because then all of the sentries would point toward her and we could follow them all the way back to her. She made the switch, got shot down, and we instantly knew where to find her.
We finally got close enough to kind of make out the vague shape of a few Engineers over the non-existent horizon. Me and Jose were relieved, until all the sentries pointed to our right. I swiveled around and saw them open fire on…nothing. I checked with Jose to see if he caught something I didn’t, but he also didn’t see what they were shooting at. I decided that it wasn’t that important and continued to walk towards the rest of the group.
We met up with Lynn, Craig and Graham, disappointed that we made that trek all for nothing. Even though we were all together now, it just felt so lonely. The only sound coming from my computer was the constant beeping of the sentries in perfect sync. I don’t know why, but it made me so uneasy. I attempted to break the silence by going to the voice lines and playing the iconic Engineer “Nope” soundbite. It echoed across the checkered land with no response.
It was about 12:30 AM at this point and I was starting to feel more and more unsettled with each passing minute. There was just something about this black and white world that I felt creeped out by. Before Craig invited us to come over, there was no one else on the server. Who would even want to play on this map, anyways? It’s so unfairly balanced that only one class can survive. Movement speed was super slow, and you can’t even really do anything except watch the sentries turn and turn and turn forever. It was like hypnosis, except I didn’t feel sleepy or relaxed at all.
Speaking of being sleepy, Jose said he was getting tired and was going to be logging off. We all said goodbye to him and continued chatting amongst ourselves. It sounds stupid, but my stomach dropped when I saw the fifth Engineer portrait disappear. One less person to talk to. One less person to keep myself from wondering what else was out here. I could have sworn that after he left, the beeping got louder.
“So is this map actually infinite?” asked Graham. “Only one way to find out.” Craig said. “Just keep on walking and see if it goes on forever.” “Why don’t you just fire a shotgun and see how far it goes?” Lynn suggested.
I took out the shotgun and fired. The bullet flew off into the white distance and disappeared.
Then I heard the distinct sound of someone getting shot.
A message appeared in the chat, from someone named sentry_check_pattern.
“sentry_check_pattern: stop that”
Once again I looked at the top bar. It just showed four blue Engineers. That meant we were the only ones on the server. Or so we thought.
The chat was flooded with our confusion, almost as if everyone realized at the same time that something wasn’t right. None of us moved an inch.
“What even is this place?” I asked, hoping that the mysterious user would provide me with an answer. “Must be Engineer heaven.” said Graham.
“sentry_check_pattern: more like my personal hell”
This was the moment that made me trust my intuition. I knew there was a reason why I found this map so creepy. I wanted to leave the server, but there was just one thing keeping me back- my own curiosity. My wish to unveil the mysteries of the Valley of the Sentries.
“Okay this is really freaking me out. See ya guys.” said Lynn before she left the server. The fourth Engineer’s portrait disappeared from the top bar.
No no no, please. Please don’t go. Don’t leave us. I wouldn’t want to be alone here. Now there’s just three of us, and I really hope that number doesn’t go down anymore. When the others were here, this was just a weird TF2 map that we were exploring together as friends. And now it feels like we’re trapped in this infinite world, but we aren’t alone. The only problem is we don’t know what else is here.
I shuddered, imagining Craig and Graham ditching me and leaving me all alone in the Valley of the Sentries. Just me and whoever- no, whatever was talking to us.
“sentry_check_pattern: you don’t know how good you have it
you can leave at any time
i can’t”
This terrified me. What a horrible thought, never being able to leave this place. But of course, no one could really be trapped here. It’s a Team Fortress 2 server. You can just exit the game and shut your computer. No one could be trapped in a video game.
But if you think about it, aren’t the characters themselves trapped? They can’t leave the game. They’re characters. They don’t even know they’re in a game. You or the computer controls all their actions. They don’t have free will. And if you’re bad at the game, they’ll just keep dying over and over again.
Wait, why was I thinking about this?
I carefully considered what I wanted to say next in the chat. Whatever I said could either answer all my burning questions or leave me asking more. But sentry_check_pattern talked first.
“sentry_check_pattern: i was made for one purpose
to die over and over again”
Oh my god. It was like this person read my mind and knew exactly what I was thinking about. Who or what was I talking to? I turned all the way around to make sure that no one else was there. It was just the two blue Engineers standing behind me. Just Graham and Craig. And that man with the checkered skin.
Startled, I asked my friends if they saw what I saw. It took them a second, but both of them confirmed that yes, there was indeed something else there. A basic male model with the same chessboard texture as the map. Graham immediately started to shoot at him. Nothing. It just went straight through him.
“sentry_check_pattern: you can’t kill what’s already been killed millions of times over
valve made that mistake too
every company has that one failed project they don’t talk about
and that’s me”
Whoever was behind this weird account was talking crazy. The Team Fortress 2 developers were very open about everything like fixing their glitches and bugs. They always posted things on the official blog about the development process. They’re so open about their failures and always promise to fix them.
“Stop with the weird stuff. We just wanted to know what the deal is with this server and the weird chess guy. Do you know anything about it?” Graham asked in the text chat.
“sentry_check_pattern: know anything?
you’re not very bright, graham
none of you are
do you not realize where you are and what you’re talking to”
Something about the way sentry_check_pattern used Graham’s name gave me goosebumps. I didn’t know what I was talking to. I didn’t even think I wanted to know at this point.
“sentry_check_pattern: this is one of valve’s test servers
i’m the texture they use to check if the sentries work
read between the lines”
“Quiet, NPC.” Craig said. I laughed a little bit to fight off the awkward tension. Then I reminded myself that I was talking to a video game character, no- not even a character. A blank character model. A texture.
“sentry_check_pattern: just because i’m a character model doesn’t mean i can’t feel pain
open fire”
The sentries all swiveled around to face the man and shot at him. He kept falling to the ground, turning white and standing back up in the same position.
“sentry_check_pattern: cease fire”
All of the sentries stopped shooting and just went back to spinning around, their beeps echoing in the air.
“sentry_check_pattern: ready to see what i’ve been through for over a decade?
open fire”
Before any of us could react, the sentries opened fire on Craig all at once. He kept dying, but he didn’t explode the way you’re supposed to when you die in TF2. He just dropped to the floor, turned white, and respawned over and over again. There was no death scream. I tried to type something else in the chat but the game lagged so much that my typing just ended up as a string of random letters that meant nothing. Craig tried to type something out too. It just ended up as “wwwwwwwwwwthisishowitfeelswwwwwwwww” Then the game crashed and my computer shut down.
I hyperventilated. Then I laughed at myself for hyperventilating over a stupid computer game. It was Team Fortress 2 for god’s sake. That game with all the memes and goofy jokes. Stupid, stupid Sean. Scared of a character model. Jose would never let me live it down. I just laughed and laughed to push the fear away.
I closed my laptop and took out my phone to rewatch all of my favorite TF2 animations for the millionth time. As if they weren’t already the funniest things in the world, I forced myself to laugh even harder than usual. Every time I saw the Engineer, I couldn’t help but look at the reflection in his goggles. The reflection of an endless map of black and white squares.
Thankfully, nothing bad happened to my game, account or laptop. The next day I just went right back to playing and enjoying the rage coming from all the people who ran right into my sentries.
Team Engineer was still a thing, but it was never really the same. We played together a lot less frequently. It was still a lot of fun, but I felt a change that I couldn’t really describe.
We found out that Craig had lost all progress on his TF2 account. Everyone gifted him all his favorite cosmetics and we all pooled our money together to get him a Steam gift card. He video called us, crying at our kindness. It was the first time I ever even saw his face. He was a lot older than most of us. If I had to guess an age, I’d say somewhere around 30. He had black bangs and was wearing a TF2 shirt. His room was dark, only lit by his glowing computer screen. He thanked us repeatedly and even tried to return the gift card, but we were all adamant that he should keep it.
Speaking of Craig, we still kept in touch but he didn’t talk to me as much anymore. Any time I tried to ask him about vl_sentry, he ignored me for a few days.
The other day, I got some postcards from my cousin Matthew. He was very academic and happened to be studying at a private high school about 9 hours away from where I live. All of his postcards were pictures of him making funny faces with all his friends at favorite school activities like robotics, debate team, and chess club.
I looked at the chess club photo closely. Matthew and his friends were standing in front of a chessboard with a mirror on the wall. And for a split second, I could have sworn that the chessboard looked different in the mirror. It looked warped, like it wasn’t a flat board anymore. Like it almost had hills and valleys. No, it couldn’t be. I rubbed my eyes. There, in the mirror was a checkered man. I knew it was there. I swear on my mother’s life that there was another person in that photo. And then it was gone. Maybe the picture was just printed badly. But I had to make sure my eyes were right.
So I brought the postcard to school with me and I showed Jose. I asked him if he saw the checkered man in the mirror. He said no. But that wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear. That was the answer I hoped I wouldn’t hear. I asked him again. He said no again. Then I asked him another time. He said I was being annoying. So I asked another one of my friends. He said no too. So I moved on to yet another friend. He told me to stop.
I angrily clutched the postcard in my hand, crumpling it. I was the only one that saw what was really there. Everyone else was lying to me. They refused to see the truth.
I screamed and ripped up the postcard. I stomped on its pieces. I rubbed them in the dirt for good measure.
Somewhere in the distance, I heard the sound of electronics beeping.
It rang in my ears.
It was weirdly comforting to me.
You can leave the Valley of the Sentries. But the valley will never leave you.

Hey everyone! First post on this subreddit. These past few years I have had very similar dreams happening over and over again. It always starts with me having a bunch of animal cages that either have parrots or reptiles. A lot of these cages are overly stuffed with animals and in my dream I forget to take care of them and eventually remember to go back to the cages and find the cages really dirty. In my dream I start to clean the cages and rearrange the animals in a way that fits the cages better (bigger birds with other bigger birds or a snake in its own cage) and then something bad usually happens. Either I start finding some of the animals have died from illness or my parents let them free or another animal has gotten into the cage and eaten the animals inside. I’ve had this dream many times now to the point it almost feels scary. I was wondering if anyone has any idea what this could mean?

Hi everyone,
Just wanted to share my experience with divorce and legal battles involving children. It's been a tough 3.5 years mentally, financially and physically, with over £100,000 spent on legal fees and feeling like I was getting nowhere with my solicitors. At one point, I even found myself homeless and drowning in debt from all the legal expenses. With no one to turn to and no support including justice got fathers I had to drop the solictors, but I am still repaying loans which the legal team kept coercing me into taking out.
Then, I came across a McKenzie Friend service, which was a game-changer. I found them initally on socials. They took charge of my case and actually got things moving, even though I had to handle the litigation myself. Despite my initial confusion about what a McKenzie Friend was, I was desperate for affordable legal assistance and they do everything for you bar litigate for you, however they can be in court with you and advise you how to navigate the court.
Turns out, they did way more for me than my expensive legal team ever did, and at 85% cheaper. I highly recommend McKenzie Friends, especially the one I used, MFU. My solicitors just drained my finances and didn't deliver the results I needed, creating unessary acrimony and prolonging proceedings - especially child arrangements!
If anyone's going through a messy divorce or child arrangements battle, feel free to reach out as I had no one to turn to. I also feel solictors and legal counsel benefit through our misery and theres no need. I've been through it all and I'm finally ready to move on with my life.
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I was sitting at my university with no thoughts in my mind until I saw this person I knew a long time ago. I could see the disappointment in their eyes when they saw me, the embarrassment to have known me. This spiraled into me realizing that I don't really understand "life," the relationships it brings, the failure/pain I've endured through it, and the joy it has brought.
In the past, I believed that the moment we are born we are put on a rail, kind of like a train, that speeds towards an end. Sometimes that end is disastrous and violent, sometimes it comes to a gentle stop, who knows. I remember hearing a long time ago, that no one exist for a reason, and there really isn't a point to anything we do, besides the meaning we give to these things. We don't meet people because we are meant to, we don't fail because its some spiritual lesson, things just happen because well...they just do.
The old I use to think were ignorant or sour are now wise and thoughtful (of course there are exceptions). They've lived 4 of my lifetimes and have had no thanks for their passage through time. I use to see people as kind and warm, but now, they are cold and strange. The "dog eat dog" world I tried so hard to avoid is creeping up on me everyday and I've begun to lose hope in others. Kindness isn't free, but why? Is it because everyone has been hurt? Is it because some people are born selfish and cruel? Life is so confusing and random that I wish I could find a middle point.
Everyone has such a detailed and intricate life that I can't even begin to understand the complexities of "you." Yet some people have no emotional intelligence, no self-awareness of their actions towards others, no ounce of empathy in their body that I often wonder sometimes if these people are even real. How does one go through life without questioning their mortality, the beauty of nature, the innocence of childhood, or the wisdom of age? How many of us are underneath the veil of ignorance? I've heard many people in my life describe children as annoying and tiresome, but whenever I hear a child laugh I can only think of fatherhood, I often day dream of what it would be like to hold my own daughter in my arms, to see her laugh, to see her cry, or what I might be able to offer her when I finally decide to grow up and be a man.
I wish I had to the words to describe this type of thoughtless depression. I don't really understand life. At first it was scary, but now I think that is okay. I know this post is a bit all over the place, but I just needed to get this off my chest.
tl;dr Life is hella confusing yo.

Besides the obvious joke lol. I feel like the straights are at it again. They are just at each other’s throats. Not that we are innocent or free from that. We have our unique struggles. But it seems a bit extreme to compare human men to the strength of a 600lb actual bear in the forest. What the hell is actually going on?
I feel like I need this explained to me, but the straights are being very petty and sensitive about it. Is this where straight people are going? Did Andrew Tate types and their hate campaign damage the respect men and women should have for each other?
I’ve seen studies point towards young straight men actually disliking women. Not sexually, they just answer questions about women in ways that, well, they just plain don’t like them in general. Probably from misogyny.
Is this bear or man question just straight women punching back or do they really want to roll the dice with a beast when most men are actually kinda innocent dweebs and easy to manipulate? Is it unique to the forest or encountering a bear or a man at a bus stop alone? You might feel uneasy, but get real, you aren’t picking the bear.
My question is, what is the deal with the bear or man question? Am I crazy for thinking that it is an incredibly absurd question and scenario?

Today is 15 years of Minecraft. It's pretty cool but mainly just disappointing for me. For 15 years this game has existed, and it just seems like they are purposefully dragging out updates for as long as possible. Every update just feels like an extension of the Exploration Update. They only ever add one mob at a time by giving u the choice between 2 lesser mobs and then the obvious choice that always wins. They add random blocks that nobody asked for. They change random sounds that nobody asked for, nor wanted them to change (The news of them changing the piston noise was more talked about than the 15 years celebration and then yet again, a modder had to make a mod to solve this annoying and pointless change). Bedrock edition is a buggy mess, modders are still fixing issues with the game that have existed for a decade and so I'm kind of just confused why we would be excited about 15 years.
What are they focused on? What is this 15 year celebration for? 15 years of dragging their feet? Microsoft shouldn't get a pass just because we love Minecraft, and the 15 years hype just feels like a great time to point that out, just saying.
Edit: Thanks guys for totally not just instantly downvoting the post and leaving low quality responses that don't address the actual complaints in the post. Very nice. I guess that answers my question tho. Thanks!

I've come to a dark, and difficult realization this last week, and ever since I've been really tired and operating on autopilot. I don't feel safe talking to anyone I know about this, so I'm coming to you, internet strangers. Every second of downtime that I get, I go back to this thought, and it's weighing on me.
But first, some back story. This is going to seem totally unrelated, but just take the ride with me real quick.
Although in many ways I lived a privileged life growing up, my parents and younger brother were all emotionally, verbally, financially, and often times physically abusive. There were times when I feared for my life. But perhaps the worst of it was that they were careful. They carefully built a reputation for me--clumsy, strong-willed, dishonest. It was a reputation that I internalized and grew to think was true, up until I had my daughter. Now, she's nearly three, and I am finally breaking my family's hold on me. Permanently.
Like most abuse victims, I tried to leave them several times. It was my baby's father who taught me how to leave for good, and who taught me the importance of severing ties permanently. When I first left him, I needed financial support from my parents, and was grateful to have it. I know so many victims don't have that and can't get out because of it. And, while they were the lesser of two evils, they've proved in the last few years over and over that they are still, in fact, an evil. And one I need out of my life. My dad got me a job when I was well enough to work again after I left, but it only gave him more access to me. And I let him. I'm a grown adult woman. At any moment I could have had the courage and the strength to just walk away. No amount of perceived financial security (because relying on them is not financial security) is worth what I've gone through emotionally on behalf of him and this 'job'. But now, after years of moving over and over again and not feeling safe or secure, my daughter and I have housing that I won't have to worry about losing for the foreseeable future.
I have provided for her a roof over her head, but more than that, a place to grow in and call her own. A place where she can put posters on her wall and have a playground in the back yard and raise a puppy. It's beautiful, and it means that I know that I can now pursue a career that better aligns with the schedule, work-life balance, and emotional fulfillment that she and I need to better our lives. In other words, I've put in my two weeks' at that job so that I can find something more sustainable and sever my ties with my family closer to for-good.
I think that this is why I've had this sudden realization about my daughter's dad. It has been an incredibly emotional time. The universe seems to be throwing tests at me left and right, as if to say, are you sure? Will you really go through with it this time?
And I will. I have faith in myself as a mother more so than I have ever had faith in myself as a person. I know what my daughter needs me to do, so I'll do it. I know where I want to be so that she can grow and thrive, so I will go there.
But it has reminded me of the person I was, who did not know this, and who did not feel so sure.
When I first met my ex, he said and did all of the right things. I was a newly appointed executive in a male-dominated industry, and I was young and single in a conservative area where any indication that I was not wearing a chastity belt read as an invitation to pursue to every man I worked with or around. I was fresh out of another abusive relationship, still repeating the cycle my family had taught me, and was vulnerable.
And he played the part of my savior very well. We were together two years, and I supported him through COVID and losing his high-paying engineer job only to one day, suddenly, discover that virtually everything about him was a lie. Not only was he cheating on me--heavily, while I was at work and he was pretending to freelance, with several women including some I thought were my friends--but he had no college degree, much less a master's degree in engineering, and he had never had the job he allegedly lost. He was a con-artist with two children by two different women, a separate fiancee he'd been with since high school and kept trying to bring into our lives, and so much more. He was using his older, disabled brother's ssn at the job I had gotten him to avoid paying child support. He had even lied about how his parents died.
I'm not even sure I knew his legal name.
To be clear, I found out about the cheating first. That was it. The rest of it, I'm sure I had vague suspicions of. But I had trusted him. If something was off, then he probably had a sound explanation and it wasn't my business. I was young and stupid, and he was still acting perfectly normal.
I broke up with him, then, just to find out a month later that despite using birth control and condoms religiously, and despite having more than one prognosis that I would never conceive let alone carry a child, I was pregnant. At the time, I was no contact with my entire family and had been further isolated from my friends by my then-boyfriend. Plus, the company I worked for was showing signs of selling--my job was by no means secure, and especially not so because they had a history of firing pregnant women in my position exactly two months after their return from maternity leave.
The point was, I was desperate, and I was scared, and I didn't know that the father of my child was a monster, so I tried to make it work, thinking that my daughter, surely, needed a father figure. And for his part, he seemed remorseful. He promised to go to counseling and agreed to certain conditions and, again, said all of the right things.
And then he started drinking. And screaming. And demanding. And...threatening, and then doing.
But at that point, I was alone. I was halfway through a complicated pregnancy that made me incredibly ill with small town doctors who were gaslighting me and not helping me, the writing was on the wall at work and I was enduring slander and drama there, and I had no one and nowhere else to turn. So I pushed through. I tried to leave him when I was about 22 weeks along. I enlisted the help of my friend, who supported me, and I thought I was home free.
But that night was one of the most horrific nights of my life. The only person I've been able to tell about it was my lawyer, a year later, when I went in to make sure my daughter was protected. By the way, he's not in either of our lives at all and will never be. I have and will continue to do everything in my power to keep him away from us. Not that he could find us if he tried.
Things only got worse after that night. and at some point. I told a trusted friend and my mom (breaking no contact) that I intended to leave. Safely, and in time. I started freelancing again and looking for other jobs, and I played house the best I could to keep myself and baby safe. I ended up being ordered to go on bed rest two weeks early, And then I gave birth, and my daughter and I both almost died.
It was horrific, and traumatic, and sent me into a terrible spiral. It was all I could do to care for my daughter. But it became very quickly apparent that I was running out of time to get her out. And this is where the realization comes in.
His alcoholism and verbal and emotional abuse were increasing in frequency and intensity. He was also growing more violent--even if he was just punching holes in doors. But he was also...weird with our daughter. I did everything I could not to have to leave him alone with her, and she was only left with him twice.
Once, for an hour, because I had to go into work and handle something in the middle of the day. He left my 1mo infant daughter lying, asleep, on her belly, on a very high bed with loose blankets and pillows, alone in our apartment while he moved something from one apartment to another. I have no idea for how long.
I tried to breastfeed, at first, and there were issues with that so she was waking up often and hard to put back to sleep. We later found out she wasn't getting enough milk because of a tongue tie and started supplementing with formula at two weeks. I have heavy suspicions that I was also underproducing because of stress and emotional duress. One night, he was frustrated because even though I was sleeping in the living room and taking care of the baby while he slept in the bed, he couldn't sleep, and blamed me for being an incompetent mother. He took her from me, and put her to sleep with him in bed. I knew he was drunk. I went in to check on her--I was anxious, I had done tons of research on safe sleep. He saw me, screamed at me, and then blamed me for waking her up.
Later, he would try to put rice cereal in her bottle and make those "knockout bottles" that are incredibly dangerous when I wasn't looking. There were a number of weird incidents like this which he chalked up to being older than me, and being the way he'd raised his other two babies. And back then I really thought it was just all apart of the abuse--targeted at me.
We got out when she was five months old and today she's a sweet, happy, healthy kid.
But, and honestly maybe this should have occurred to me before, I can not shake the heaviness of the conclusion that remembering all of these incidents has brought me to; he wanted her to die. I mean, I guess in a roundabout way he expressed this. He started berating me for not getting an abortion almost immediately after I passed the legal time to get one done where I'm from (they're completely illegal now but were not at the time). I'm not anti-abortion, by any means, but it felt like it came out of nowhere. He also refused to have any part in naming her or preparing for her arrival--even in raising her. I always thought that these were just manipulation tactics. That he was just saying malicious things to get under my skin.
Now that I'm writing this, I also remember one of the last texts he sent to me over a year ago, alleging that he had shot and killed someone before. It wasn't an active threat to me. It was just part of a psychosis spiral where he was trying to explain that we could live safely with him in his new apartment even though it wasn't in a safe area or something, and so I really just discarded it. I didn't see him anymore. He didn't know where we lived. He was only allowed to contact me still because I was building a case against him. It didn't seem like it mattered.
Now? Today? I think that if I hadn't left with her when I did, we might both be dead already. More than that, I think that if I had not had her and I had ended up back with him--or back in another abusive relationship with anyone else--that I would certainly be dead. I might have been the one to physically take us both and leave, but she saved me first.
So that's it. That's what I've been struggling with. And I haven't really fully processed what that means for me, yet, except that I've made another appointment with my lawyer to take additional safety measures for my daughter. But emotionally? I'm not sure. I'll have to sit with this, and I just needed to say it somewhere. If you read all of this, thank you.
tldr; i left my ex when my daughter by him was 5 months old, and now she's nearly 3 years old and we are no contact with him, but i've recently been hit with memories of actions he took when she was an infant that lead me to believe he may have been subconsciously or even actively trying to take her life

I (F20) and my partner who I’ll call C (M26) have a great relationship for the most part. He’s funny, kind, and emotionally intelligent. He brings a lot of joy into my life and while the idea of breaking it off hurts my heart SO bad, there’s one glaring issue in our relationship: sex, more importantly, the lack of it.
So my bf struggles a lot with ED, body image issues, and the feeling of vulnerability with sex. We’ve been tg for almost a year and have had sex maybe 3 times, and all three of those times were stopped halfway thru bc he got into his head. For me, I’m not particularly hyper sexual and I don’t need a lot of it, but all I’m asking for is like 1/2x a month. He has a lot of baggage, as do I, and while he HAS been making progress (I want to make that clear and I am very proud of him) the progress has been verrrrry slow. We’ve had a lot of convos abt it, and while I almost exclusively initiate, he’s always receptive and willing to hear me. (He has avoidant tendencies while I lean more anxious. I’m very direct and want to solve problems) For the record, I have so much empathy for his situation and I want to help, but have no clue how. I’ve offered toys, other forms of sex, foreplay ideas, etc..
On one hand, I have a wonderful partner in literally every other way. He meets 85% of my needs. But that 15% is a doozy man…
I’m not at the point of breaking up with him or anything yet, but I wanted to get feedback and advice from older ppl as this is my first meaningful relationship. If you need any additional context or info feel free to ask, I just wasn’t quite sure what info to put on this post. Thank you!!

Advanced server update released on May 16, 2024 (Server Time)

I. Hero Adjustments

Hero Adjustments

The following uses (↑) (↓) (~) to indicate Buff, Nerf, and Adjustment.

[Yi Sun-shin] (↑)
Although Yi Sun-shin has good growth, in the mid to late game, his damage relies on enhanced Basic Attacks from Passive, leading to a lack of a safe damage-dealing environment. In order to win, players must get Gold quickly to gain an economic advantage when playing as Yi Sun-shin. In this case, most Yi Sun-shin players spend a lot of time on repetitive "Gold farming" throughout the match.
Experimental Adjustments: We hope to solve this problem by reducing the damage of Yi Sun-shin's enhanced Basic Attacks from Passive in the mid to late game, while also giving him higher damage capabilities in the early game.
[Passive] (~)
First Enhanced Basic Attack Damage: 70%-100% Crit Damage (scales with Ult level) >> 80% Crit Damage at all levels
Second Enhanced Basic Attack Damage: 55%-70% Crit Damage (scales with Ult level) >> 60% Crit Damage at all levels
[Skill 1] (↑)
CD: 12-7s >> 12-9.5s
[Skill 2] (↑)
Slash & Arrow Damage: 240-340 + 80% of Total Physical Attack >> 300-425 +100% of Total Physical Attack
[Aulus] (↓)
After last week's adjustments, Aulus' strength has exceeded our expectations. Therefore, we are making further adjustments to him. We will continue to monitor Aulus' performance and ensure his strength remains at a reasonable level.
[Passive] (↓)
Attack Speed of Each Stack: 12%-18% >> 9%-15%
[Skill 1] (↓)
Damage Reduction: 50% at all levels >> 30%-50%
[Ultimate] (↓)
Basic Attacks' Physical Damage Increased from Blade Craft at Full Stack: 80 >> 50
[X.Borg] (↑)
We noticed that the nerf to Spell Vamp Ratio had a significant impact on X.Borg, so we decided to revert to the previous nerf and continue to monitor his performance.
[Skill 1] (↑)
Spell Vamp Ratio: 50% >> 100%
[Ultimate] (↑)
Spell Vamp Ratio: 50% >> 100%
[Atlas] (↑)
Currently, Atas' early game power is relatively weak, and he relies heavily on the mobility provided by Skill 2. We hope to see him get picked more often in high-rank matches, so we have strengthened his early game power.
[Passive] (↑)
Increased Physical & Magic Defense During Frigid Breath: 11-25 >> 16-30
[Skill 2] (↑)
Cooldown: 15-10s >> 12-10s
[Wanwan] (↑)
Due to Wanwan's unique "move after each attack" mechanic, her sustained damage is weaker than most Marksmen. We have increased her Attack Speed to compensate for this.
[Attributes] (↑)
Basic Attack Speed: 0.98 >> 1.13
Attack Speed Growth: 1% >> 2%
[Xavier] (↓)
Reverted some previous adjustments.
[Passive] (↓)
Skill Cooldown reduced for Ultimate by Stage III: 32s >> 36s
[Ultimate] (↓)
Cooldown: 52-48s >> 60-52s
Damage: 600-1200 +200% of Total Magic Power >> 600-1100 +180% of Total Magic Power
[Beatrix] (↑)
Slightly increased her damage in the late game.
[Attributes] (↑)
Physical Attack Growth: 9.5 >> 11

II. Battlefield & System Adjustments

Equipment Adjustments

[Malefic Gun] (~)
Experimental Adjustments: In Layla's Workshop, we noticed that the active skill of Malefic Gun can be difficult for some players to master the timing to cast. Players will often struggle with whether to choose Malefic Gun or Wind of Nature.
We have changed it to Passive in this patch. In order to compensate for the decrease in the upper limit by increasing the range, we added a simple trigger for this "new" Passive to ensure it is powerful enough and enjoyable to play.
[Price]
1940
[Attributes]
+45 Physical Attack
+25% Attack Speed
+15% Lifesteal
[Unique Passive - Malefic Energy] (Reworked)
Landing a skill increases Basic Attack range by 15% for 3s (6s cooldown).
[Unique Passive - Zeal]
Basic Attacks grant 15% Movement Speed for 1s.
[Wishing Lantern] (~)
[Unique Passive - Seeker] (~)
Passive Trigger: 500 Magic Damage dealt >> 800 Magic Damage dealt
Magic Damage: 6% of target's current HP >> 10% of target's current HP

Battlefield Adjustments

[Neutral Lord]
Some Junalers still prefer to spend their time fighting the Lord. Now the longer you fight the Lord. the higher the "price" you have to pay.
New Effect: When the Lord is aggro, increase Physical Penetration by 10% per second up to 10 times. (Reverted the Regen Reduction effect from the last patch.)
[Current of the Turtle]
The issue with Current is that just when players want to step on it to help their teammates, the Movement Speed bonus ends. Therefore, we decided to extend the duration of Current.
Duration of Current: 10s >> 15s
[Spawn Point]
Optimized the speed of Spawn Point's HP Regen. The Regen speed is doubled, but the amount of HP recovered each time has been halved (total Regen time remains unchanged).

[Bug Fixes]
1- Optimized the icons and skill visuals of some new equipment.
2- Optimized the display of the Fighters Stage Avatar Border from the KOF collab event.

III. Events

Free Heroes
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8 Free Heroes: Granger, Hayabusa, Selena, Cecilion, Hanabi, Thamuz, Argus, Lolita
6 Extra StarLight Member Heroes: Fredrinn, Grock, Moskov, Karrie, Martis, Aldous

I (f18) have never had something like this happen before. For starters over the last year I’ve gained a very new sense of self confidence, and suddenly a lot more guys have shown an interest in me, though I truthfully am awful at picking up on the signs. But the last few months I have found myself in a tight spot. I am a strict monogamous and feel wrong about talking to more than one guy at a time, but I just don’t know what to do. Both men are great in their own ways. Guy A (M22) I met on a trip to New York, it was like a scene out of a story book, he flirted with me a little and gave me free food from his food cart. I kicked myself for not getting his contact so the next day when I ran into him I got the courage to ask for his instagram. We have been talking daily since. The issue is English is not his first language, so sometimes our conversation are limited by such. There will be 2-3 day periods where he sends hearts and kisses, and then 2-3 day periods where all I get is a good morning. He lives rather far and is a solid four years older. But I would hate to give up on what seems so unique and special, especially when it felt so surreal. The other guy (M18) I see daily at school. We are both going into the same field of work and will be headed to collage in the same area. I used to have a sort of teasing bond with him, always messing with him and playing jokes about his height and color blindness. But it seems as years passed he changed at some point he was no longer a boy but a man. It’s small things he does that make me smile. But I would hate to ruin that friendship. There is a lot more I could say about both parties, but I wish to keep this as anonymous as possible. I just don’t know what my next step is.

IDK if this is the right channel but I was wondering: let's say I spend $100K on hotel reservations and refundable airline tickets for travel in, say, September on my Amex. Then I use the points I earn from this to take a flight somewhere in June or buy something w the points. Then I cancel the travel plans in Sept. Would I then have a negative point balance? Or did I just get a free flight? I believe I would have to actually pay the bill to get the points so this plan requires having that cash lying around, but the question remains...

Hi everyone. I truly need some advice. My partner and I (W/W) have been together for about 3 years. Around July of last year she was fired from her job. We live together and she was making more at the time. Idk if it’s relevant or not but she has a degree and I don’t. I have only ever worked minimum wage jobs and she has held a few salary positions. Clearly she was the bread winner for our whole relationship. Around last year I had lost my job and was unemployed for about 8 months. This was during Covid and luckily I was able to find remote work because a coworker I worked with put me on to a remote job. I got the job and have employed with the company ever since. They don’t pay me more than 17 an hour so obviously trying to make it work for two people has been challenging. I always wanted to travel so I figured now was the perfect time since the only thing holding us back before was her not having a remote job where she can travel also. So we have been traveling and I’m hoping everyday she gets a job soon because there’s no way we can afford to live in the US without both of us working. When I wasn’t working even though she made the most money, I definitely felt a sense of urgency to hurry up and take whatever job I could because who wants to feel like they HAVE to support someone and have all the financial burden on them. That being said idk if she’s just depressed or just not wanting to try as hard to get another job but I’ve expressed several times that I don’t feel she has that sense of urgency. She’s expressed getting ghosted by potential jobs and I know it’s very hard to get a job in this economy. But I also have those creeping thoughts sometimes like am I just a crutch, is she actually looking for jobs as much as she says? I know it sounds bad but she has talked about wanting to be a YouTuber and make money from that but that can take years. Sometimes I feel as though she is delusional, I’ve even asked if I was to leave you right now what would you do. Like what if I just woke up one day left and never came back. This is a person who has no family support and nothing to fall back on as far as savings or a back up plan. I ask her several questions trying to see where her head is at and it just sounds like a bunch of empty “these jobs aren’t hiring”. She also is a person that likes to go out or enjoy nice things where in my mind there’s never enough money really so I’d rather stack a savings then go out. She says she gets that but then it feels like we keep having the same conversations. I’m not sure how long is too long to start making plans to maybe live separately because at this point idk what would make her have some urgency. I’ve expressed I don’t want to be a crutch or feel trapped and trying to provide the day to day necessities for a person who seems as though they barely are thinking about how they would provide this for themselves is very frustrating. I kind of feel stuck in a loop.any insight would be appreciated and feel free to ask me questions as this is layered and details may be needed for more understanding.
TL, DR- It’s almost a year since my partner has been unemployed and I’m not sensing any urgency in them trying to find unemployment
Me-female-30 Partner-female 29

Forgive me this is long or if has already been discussed. So i was thinking of why the family always makes so much fuss of how great killua is. I mean if being the eliter murder assassin is pride then surley illumi would be the most elite of the children? Well i was like maybe he showed promise as young child and they just got it right with him. Well then how come they dont gawk over kalluto who has roughly the same nen proficiency at a younger age? So ive narrowed it down to three things(i think) the zoldycks need to be considered a good assassin

1. Ability to detach from murder. Able to kill a target no matter who it is. (Duh)
   
2. A code, rule, or ethic.(Zeno not taking innocent lives)
   
3. The ability to reject or go against the second rule while still able to go with the first. I think silva and killua are the only ones to satisfy this and it is more regarded as a secret or something the family cant teach.
   

What does any of this have to do with illumi needle, ill get there lol. But i dont think any of the zoldyck children were born with malice or able to comply with rule 1. So in order to get to that point they likely apply rule 2 some sort of code. This allows them to ground themselves in order to be effective at their job. I think since fights between family member are banned most of the children develop some family attachment. However i think this is stagnation and the zoldycks want/need to improve and evolve. Killua is somehow the only one who is able to reject his family(slash his mom), be a murderer, and have a code(friendship/kindness). I believe silva was the same way, where his father doesnt take an innocent life i think silva was able to reject that notion and still keep his code. Which makes him more effective as we see he has no worry about killing his dad or isnt shook by an innocent death he may not be stronger than his dad but he is the more effective assassin.
Now in illuni case he is the first so he didnt really have sibling guide so he probably had the hardest time adjusting or getting to satisfy the first point. It probably got so bad that silva had to try for multiple children, because why does the rest of the family line seem to have only one child? I think this created a wish/desire to change himself to be chosen.
I think is where illumi needles himself and rejects everything joy, happiness, sadness, etc. and only keeps a no death to a family member and rage and bloodlust if they are ever threatened. I think this caused him to have absolute obedience to his family thus he cant satisfy the third condition of a good assassin. Which is why he wants nanika because it might be possible to heal/fix him in the way he actually wanted.
But doesnt end there. Most manipulators that control people need was to issue commands either verbal or with a device. Shalnark can control max two people but can use the cellphone to issue verbal commands or directly control body parts. Basically any control over people manipulation ability needs a transmitter. I think in illumi's case the transmitter is the needle in his head and hes able to issue commands telepathically.
I think this also satisfies a condition. If illumi has deleted several emotions and his brain is only on family or mission. Then it kinda makes sense how his manipulation is able to have full control like black voice, able to issue commands in mass like order stamp, overcome free will like instant lover, and do all this to large groups or split commands to certain groups without any other conditions visable. Because he already gave up everything but what he need for a mission and devotion to family safety.

I've been working on a project to convert our sales and marketing tech stack to use SCIM. I've only had to interact with this a few times before and generally following vendor documentation - in this case the vendor doesn't provide any guidance about customizing the setup from the default scim config, but needs it to emit some custom values for "app_role" and "app_license". We're using AAD Connect to sync our users and groups from onprem, and we're pretty light on unused extension attributes.
In our case the value of license mostly conforms to role - users with Role1 will always have License1, Role2:License2. However with Role3, some users will have License1 and some License2.
I'm hoping to leverage the appRoleAssignments to do this - Assign the users to AD groups and then those groups get roles when they're assigned to the Enterprise App - "Role1,License1" "Role2,License2" "Role3,License1" "Role3,License2". I'm using these expressions:

app_role = Item(Split(SingleAppRoleAssignment([appRoleAssignments]), ","), "1") app_license = Item(Split(SingleAppRoleAssignment([appRoleAssignments]), ","), "1") 

If I specify a default value of "Role1,License1", I get the expected Role1 for the first, License1 for the second. if I apply to a test user who is in scope i get null for both...regardless of if the role is via an assigned security group it is a member of or if it is directly assigned with the role. If I omit the SingleAppRoleAssignment function and use this:

Item(Split([appRoleAssignments], ","), "1") 

value 1 in in the array is

and value 2+ is null. there's clearly something I'm not understanding here but so far I've been unsuccessful in grokking it. I'd be eternally grateful if anyone could point me in the right direction or suggest a less braindead solution?

Hello beautiful people of this sub! I don't think I'm particularly good at introductions and the like, so l' do us all a favour and get straight to the point.
I'm a 19 year old guy, from North America (Mexico, if it matters), somewhat chubby and very tall (according to all accounts), who has always struggled with sociability and everything requiring interaction with others, however, l've decided to start breaking out of this shell, and I decided to give posting in here a try! Who knows? I might just find exactly what I'm looking for.
About me, in case the flair wasn't clear enough, 1 am somewhat of a heavy gamer! My favourite types of games include open world exploration ones (think like Minecraft), and JRPG's (such as Persona and Shin Megami Tensei). I use all three main gaming platforms (PlayStation, Xbox, and Nintendo Switch), so if we can arrange a session and play together that could be lovely!
I'm also a big fan of music, I spend most of my free time listening to it and I even own a vinyl collection, which I have posted on my instagram for a while now! We can talk about that for literal hours and I can't possibly get bored, recommend me your favourite songs or artists! I can even give you some recommendations myself.
Other smaller hobbies l've got also include movies (I've got a letterboxd), and reading, which in turn has made me somewhat of a writer, l've given writing a try a few times before and like to think I'm well spoken and educated, though that is something I can't award myself on purely ethical grounds. Seems a bit self-aggrandising in my opinion.
I've also got my fair share of baggage in the form of stories of various experiences and tragedies in my life (most revolving around men, funnily enough) so we can also wallow in each other's pain if that's something you're looking to do! I can talk about anything, anytime, just as long as we're both in the same wavelength, it'll be all smooth sailing.
If I sounded like something you'd like to bother with, don't hesitate to hit me up! And we don't even have to chat extensively through here, l've got Discord, Snapchat, Instagram, or of the enough trust is there, we can even text! I leave it up to you, one thing about me is that I am insanely adaptable, and will always try to make sure you are comfortable and feeling good when we talk.
Well, with this long ass post over, see ya soon! :)