Hey, guys, so finally I am coming out at work. I have been on T (most of the time lowish dose), for 5.5 months. I had moved up to "full dose" (which actually ended up shooting my levels way too high), for 5 weeks and then I found out my position was changing at work (our entire department). Since my voice was in mid-drop, but I had not come out yet, I dropped my T dose down very low. Now that I am a bit settled into the new position (couple of weeks) and seem liked my new department, I am starting the process to come out and will immediately change name/pronouns, I.D., all that jazz, as fast as possible.
The whole thing is crazy because I have to come out to two separate co-worker groups because my position will be split. One will be the group I have been with for 9 years and the other will be this group that I just started with. I still have two leadership groups I will have to come out to, as well. So, I will actually have a total of 6 times that I will be coming out to people at work (including HR). I feel it is best for my coworker relationships that I be the one to tell them all, rather than letting HR do it without me. I hope to have it all done by the week following next, because the voice is getting low. I already passed most of the time pre-T (until I talked), so that is why I have had to be so careful with dosing.
I am the first person to come out at my 12,000 employee company. Crazy. It is really going to be hard, but I don't want to leave this company, even though my GF and I could afford for me to resign, ramp up the hormones, change my name and then get a new job. I wouldn't be stealth, but at least I will walk in with the proper name and pronouns (there is no way I could get a job in my area where at least one or two people at any employer wouldn't know me just from working in the same field).
My family is still unhappy and I haven't really talked with them since Christmas when they were so hurtful with the things they said. The name change will be in the newspaper soon (the Sunday after everyone knows at work), so I will be telling my family about it this weekend to brace themselves because they probably will be getting calls from neighbors and friends. I always worry about my 72 year old mother's health and the strain I may be putting on her with all this. I worry about shortening her life span. I know that is something I shouldn't worry about, or can't worry about, but it is hard not too.