Me? My voice? Uh, it passes. I fought back the breaking in my puberty, so it never became truly boyish. Even though I still hate testosterone for making me lose singing range, voice quality and making me make some distinctly male sounds I couldn't even do willingly if I tried, sometimes. Like, an occasional weird cough, sneeze, laugh, etc. sound in a pitch lower than I can reach if I try to ramp down my voice as much as I can. For that reason probably I have a male voice somewhere down there, but never wanted or had to use it so I don't know how. And seriously it's better this way. I just wish it didn't exist at all, and that I could sing properly within the full range I know I'm supposed to have.
So all I had to train once I decided to transition was very subtle things no one but me would've cared about. And singing. At some point I got pretty good at singing high, and then just as I was in the process of being tossed around and waiting for the psychiatrist, I had some sort of final puberty breakout that cancelled my singing practice and made a brand new Adam's apple appear. Seriously, not only does this thing look awful, but it's so uncomfortable! It's like an intruder in my neck. I'll do everything I can to gather the funds for a tracheal shave at the same time as I have my SRS. Even if it became invisible I'd want that. There's a freaking pebble in my throat and I very much dislike it. How do guys not get annoyed by it slightly - just enough to hurt a tiny bit and annoy a ton - in the way of every neck movement, every swallowing, every thing that touches the neck? (because to top it off this thing is sensitive!)
