Quote from: HappyMoni on April 15, 2019, 07:29:18 PM
In the end, we change our voice or don't change it to please ourselves. The result could be a non binary outcome. It could be not caring to make the effort at all. Whatever! My voice, more accurately, the voice that I picture for me is female. It's weird but I have lost so much transphobia in my transition. So many things I would not be caught doing before (because they were seen as feminine), I now love and do with ease. I still have this one corner of my brain that sees the male way of talking as safe. It scares me to go full on female sounding. The voice is such a window to the soul so us. I don't get why I want a female voice so badly, yet sabotage it out of fear. I know part of it is the fear of doing it badly. I would be interested if anyone else feels this. It's kind of like dancing as a woman, I think. Until recently, I held myself back from fully dancing in a feminine manner. Reserved would be a good description. I finally got to a "oh hell, just let it go' moment, and it was great. Voice is harder. It's physically and mentally harder to make that leap.
I spoke to a guy from a very male macho portion of my life today. On one hand, I wanted to have a good female voice. On the other, I kept thinking, what is he gonna think of me suddenly talking girly to him. It really makes me realize that my mental adjustment has a ways to go. My hope is with better confidence, this might take care of itself. What ya think?
For me, my more masculine voice triggers even more dysphoria, so one of my goals is for as perfect a feminine voice as I am able to achieve. It's an internal thing for me and is just part of my perfectionism getting in my own way.
I have a fairly broad range for being AMAB. I used to be able to hit higher notes than my cis ex-wife. I couldn't quite reach the lowest of the low notes that Geoff Tate can hit if you know who that is, but I can still get pretty low. The only time I can scream like Jamie Lee Curtis is if I'm in the middle of a sneeze. Then, LOOK OUT! Ned Flanders time.
Now, if only I could carry a tune.
When I detransitioned I briefly took on a job that I had to deal with the public in their own places of business. I would get
really confused and surprised looks with some of the booming bass sounds coming out of this face. On the other hand, my purely natural voice that I guess I'd developed throughout my 29 years living as a male sound exactly like Ira Flatow. When I hear recordings of my spoken voice, I can't tell the difference between him and myself.
I know I can be pretty convincing on the phone, but I'm still far from perfect and I still have tons of tells and it bothers me.
I get especially nervous and tense around friends and family that know my past. I hardly even tried when I was around my dad and even now I have a difficult time not reverting around my mom.
If I can ever afford it, I have hopes that voice coaching will help me with some of these issues. Voice coaching and MH therapy.
Oh. Dancing. You will never, never, never see me on a dance floor. I'm far too OC. Worse than the white people dancing to Bon Jovi the meme!
And to see (hear) just where I am now, here's a link:
https://soundcloud.com/daxix/voicelesson001/s-Z29HzI guess I need to download and use a voice analyzer of some sort. I hope I'm able to improve on this someday.