My housemate and I are in our twenties and live in a unit block with a remote controlled gate and allocated parking spaces. It's pretty common for residents and tradespeople to park in the shared driveway inside or outside the gate for short periods of time while loading/unloading large items since there's very rarely available street parking nearby and everyone is usually pretty chill about it.

My housemate and I are moving and figured a way to get both of our cars into the car park to load with boxes/furniture so we don't have to be constantly shuffling cars. Our car spot is the one at the farthest end of the car park, next to the building. My car was parked there, and my housemate was parked behind me, which doesn't block the driveway or any other parking spot, only the one that belongs to me. We've spoken to the owners of the two closest parking spots about it, and they said it's totally fine because we only do it for short periods of time and anyway it doesn't block them getting in or out of their spots.

This morning while we were inside getting boxes, our elderly neighbour from three spots down took offence to the fact that my housemate's car wasn't in an allocated bay. So, he decided to park across two other unit's parking spaces to block us in. We came outside, finished packing, and tried to get out around his car, but there wasn't enough room, so we found out whose car it was and my housemate went to knock on the door.

First, he refused to open his door to speak to her, so my housemate, who is Deaf, came to get me because she couldn't hear what he was saying with the door between them but she could hear that he was yelling and she wasnt comfortable. I went to talk to him and he also yelled at me through the door and wouldn't open it to speak to me until I specifically asked if he could so we could work it out face to face.

Then he initially refused to move his car, and kept saying he was going to call the police and have us fined, despite the fact that he was also parked illegally. I pointed that out and he told me it was different for him because "he's an owner". His daughter/granddaughter had to come out and convince him to just move his car into his unobstructed car spot so my housemate could leave.

He finally came outside and started pointing at the "no visitor parking" signs. I apologised and told him that we do live there, and we are moving out, hence why we needed to have both cars there, to pack. He refused to believe me. I have met this man several times, and introduced myself by name and unit number, and I say hello everytime I see him around, but I guess he didn't remember my face because he was convinced we were guests, and demanding to know who we were visiting and how we got through the gate. I said we used our gate remote. He kept talking over me and asking where we'd gotten a gate remote and who had given to us. I said: "The real estate, because we live here." and asked if he would like to come to our unit and see all the moving boxes inside to prove that we were who we said we were, and he just walked off.

He finally got in his car and moved it into his parking spot, and my housemate left in her car, and I waited for him to finish very, very slowly parking so I could apologise again and thank him for working it out. While I was waiting his daughter/granddaughter came outside and apologised to me for his behaviour, and I explained why were parked like that and she was really nice and understanding.

When he finally finished parking I went up to him, said thank you and sorry, it won't happen again. He blew straight past me and didn't acknowledge that I was standing there speaking to him at all. It really felt like the way a little kid storms off after losing an argument and I was pretty shocked to have a fully grown adult behave so rudely when I was being polite and thanking him, even though he was the only problem in the situation.

The kicker is: my housemate's car was nowhere near his parking spot, and not obstructing anything, it just wasn't in an allocated bay. His car, however, was blocking the driveway, two of the neighbour's car parking spots, and at least four cars, but since he's an owner and we're just lowly renters, he fully believed we were the ones in the wrong.

Hi! I'm gathering information about medically transitioning to prepare myself, and I wanted to make a post here to find out if there's anyone here who has had a similar experience and is willing to share.

I'm 24, nonbinary ftm. I've known that I'm trans for a long time but never been in a position where I could do anything about it. However, this has been changing in the last few years. From 2022, I've been slowly socially transitioning among friends and it's been going pretty well, and I'm looking to medically transition at some point within the next few years.

For context, my situation is that I live in Sydney and am working on building a career in my field (environmental sciences adjacent). I'm not out at work and I don't intend to come out as trans in the workplace anytime soon, because I'd prefer to be established in my career before I do so, although the industry is generally pretty LGBT friendly. I don't have any family, so that's not a concern. My friends are generally pretty supportive.

My ideal transition would be to go on a low or low-ish dose of T while generally maintaining my current presentation. I use they/them pronouns with friends, and he/they pronouns online, and she/her at work. One day I'd like to be he/they in all spheres of my life, but I'm not looking for an abrupt transition. I'd like to slowly experience my transition before sharing it with others; I'm a pretty private person, and I prefer to process things on my own before I share them.

I have longish hair and still wear makeup and feminine clothes fairly frequently. I like these things about myself and don't particularly want to change them (I think my ideal self is a very effeminate man lmao). I do however have some concerns that my presentation will deter medical professionals from giving me gender affirming care, and medically transitioning is something I want to eventually do.

I am also aware that my presentation deters some of my friends from using my pronouns, but to be honest I'm not really bothered by being misgendered at this point. Being trans has always been something that I engage with for my own confidence and happiness, and not for anyone else. At this point I am not interested in seeking surgery or changing my legal gender, although I would like to change my legal name at some point in the future.

In addition, I have been treated for mental health concerns unrelated to being trans in the last few years, and I have some anxiety that this could be a barrier for me when I seek medical transition.

Ideally, I want to begin HRT within the next year and decide on my own schedule and terms how I share this update with people around me. Has anyone here had a similar journey in their transition? If so, how did you find accessing medical care, and how did it effect your personal life and experiences at work?

My older brother went no contact with our mother eight years ago. It has always been my intention to do the same thing, but I have never had the opportunity; I'm 24, live out of home, and am relatively stable, but my mother is lives alone doesn't have any family that speaks to her and doesn't maintain friendships, so she has no support system, and relies on me for financial support, emotional support, and to help with her health issues.

Recently she had a medical emergency and told me that I needed to get to her house immediately to take care of her animals while she goes to the hospital. I live almost 200 kms away from her and don't have a car, and it would have taken me over 6 hours to get to her on public transport. I told her not wait if it was an emergency, to call an ambulance, and I would get there as soon as I could. She hung up the phone on me and sent me several text messages telling me I neglect her, and that I am a terrible person, etc. I told her that it was no time to try to manipulate me, and that she needed to call an ambulance, or I would call one for her. She stopped replying to texts and calls, so I called an ambulance for her.

A couple of hours later she picked up the phone, told me she had refused to go with the paramedics, and that I had embarrassed her by sending an ambulance to her house, that it was disgusting of me to expect emergency services to do my job of taking care of her, that I abused her by moving out and not visiting enough, that I am never to speak to her again, and that I am not welcome at her house ever again. She then hung up the phone and sent me several text messages reinstating how disgusting I am, and that she never wants to speak to me again. I said "Ok" and blocked her number.

She spent about a week emailing me 2-3 times every day, telling me that I am disgusting, abusive, that due to my neglect she has to leave her job and surrender her pets, that she will die at home and rot in her bed because of me, that she is going to break into my house to steal my valuables, that she is going to report me to the police for elder abuse and have me sent to prison, that it is my fault we are "fighting" and all she wants is an apology, that she knows I am still her loving daughter and have just been led astray by "bad friends", and that she needs me to go to her and take care of her. I wrote back once informing her I will no longer be speaking to her, and wished her luck seeking help with her mental health.

I've been dreaming about going no contact for years and this seems like a good of an opportunity as I'll ever get to do so, but I'm still concerned about her health issues and the welfare of her animals. However the situation she is in is entirely the consequences of her own actions, and I've been trying to improve our relationship for years, and gotten nowhere. She expects me to be at her beck & call whenever she needs something, but had to call me on my last birthday and ask how old I am, and then complained about how terrible her life is without me living with her for an hour. She does not understand why my brother won't speak to her, and refuses to acknowledge she has ever been anything but a perfect parent.

Ever since I moved out, she only speaks to me when she needs something or to ask for money. I've had the realization that there is nothing in our relationship that can ever be salvaged and all I'm doing is hurting myself by trying. I still feel like I'm abandoning her to suffer through her health issues alone by going no contact even though she initiated it. I just wish that it could have happened when she was more stable, but she has never been stable. I don't know if I'm doing the right thing.