I came out to the women who run student housing at my college.
I felt they ought to know how I identify, so they don't improperly house someone.
Here's how the conversation went down:
"Do either of you know what a non-op transman is?"
"Oh...I do."
"Good. Because while I have not yet had surgery..."
"You plan on it."
"Right."
"So you identify as male, then."
"Yes."
"Okay."
"I thought you ought to know because I was having an issue with wording it on my room mate match request form."
"Well, is there anyone you know who'll be coming to the school that you'd like to live with?"
"No. I don't really know a lot of people."
"And what gender would you like your room mate to be?"
"Honestly? I don't care. Male, Female, trans...it does not matter one bit to me. Just as long as I can feel safe."
"Absolutely. Well, since you've brought this up, there is a box at the bottom of the form you can fill out telling more about yourself, like what your interests are, and what you need in a new room mate."
"Cool."
"Just fill out the form as you'd like, and hand it in. We'll watch out for your application and when we get it, we'll take special care to match you with someone who's sensitive to the needs of people in your position."
"Thank you so much. You've really helped me."
Speaking to them face-to-face was really hard, but I felt like it needed to be done.
And it went better than expected.
Now, if only I could feel this confident when approaching the subject of coming out to my family.