I did, and I have to admit it went far better than I could have imagined. I work for the DoD, land of Rules and Regulations, and by God, they follow them. That definitely worked to my advantage.
I had FFS and had filed paperwork for a name change, so management knew something was up but they could not directly ask me. An overheard phone call from my FFS surgeon by a co-worker set things in motion. The EEO people set up a meeting with management, we agreed upon a course of action.
The following Friday, a memo was released to the Department (about 180 people) informing them of my name change, that I would be using the female restrooms, and reminding them I was still a valued member of the Department. Any questions were to be directed to the Department head. They totally had my back.
On Monday I came to work as Terri (it helped that my male name was Terry). Everyone was either supportive or didn't bat an eye. Management seemed relieved that the situation was resolved. I think many people were starting connect the dots before my official coming out, so it wasn't a total surprise. In fact, it was kind of surreal that there was almost no change at all in anyone's behavior. No funny looks, no smirks, no stares, and definitely no hazing or harassment. If there was any talking behind my back I never got wind of it.
I had been terrified of being shunned or isolated at work, or even having to quit my job, and none of my fears came to pass. I think everyone just wanted to know what the "correct" course of action was regarding my transition, and once the memo came out it was business as usual.
For me, there was a lesson here that transition at work is not just about yourself. You have to help others help you. People just want to know what is expected of them. Of course, there is always the possibility there will be haters, but most people are decent.
With kindness,
Terri