When my voice just started changing and I wasn't completely comfortable with it and thought it wasn't deep enough, I had that monotone. I was afraid I'd be monotone forever even with a deep voice. Then it dropped again this time to the extremely male range. And now I can use more expression when I talk cause I don't squeak or sound high pitched.

I'm in a study for transmen on T...I called the guy to ask a question and he's like "is this your second reading or your last....?" I'm like "second, ha." it made me momentarily happy that even another transguy was surprised that my voice was that deep already. I'm still heckling my friend to post my youtube video. When she does I'll post it to show my voice.

I psych myself out too much when it comes to passing (obviously). Seems the deeper my voice gets the more confused people get when they have to see my ID. I'm waiting for the first time someone denies it's my ID and threatens to call the cops. Ha.

Quote from: Yakshini on July 04, 2010, 11:55:24 PMI like speaking with lots of expression because it makes it more interesting to other people, but it makes me sound too feminine.

You might have to give this up if you go on T...my voice shifted yet again, and now when I speak expressively, I squeak or wobble or cut out entirely. Embarrassing. I'm having to learn to talk all over again. And sing. Gah.

This time, my voice didn't go down much at all. Mostly I lost range, and I didn't gain as much as I lost. Guess that's life.

Yeah, i just wanna stab my voice sometimes, haha.  But i am lucky in that it is in the deeper range of the female register.  I've definitely passed with it.  Although that's simply because I'm easily taken for a 15/16 year old boy.  Being at college is totally different.  I can pass there, but it's harder, cuz college guys are physically more masculine and noticeably developed (usually). So in that environment, my looks and voice are more likely to get me classified as female.   
Since we're sharing voice stories, at college i'm walkin into the library to renew a book i borrowed. At this point I'm definitely passing physically (to those who don't know me)...and then I speak to the guy XD  It was funny, the look on his face.  Cuz I forgot about keeping my voice more masculine, and was actually higher than normal (I was still attempting to develop the habit).  He gave me this shocked/confused expression and there was this lapse of silence before he responded.  So yes, voice is important XD  But if you have a more ambiguous voice, then I think physical presentation and body language should tip the scales towards a masculine reading.
More and more I'm getting frustrated with my voice though, because I know it's not a guy's voice and it just feels so limited n wrong.

And about correcting people as was previously talked about...yeah.  that takes quite a bit of nerve.  I only correct people who know about me (excluding family).  Even when I'm sure a person will be okay with the correction, I still can't bring myself to say anything.   If I see said person semi-frequently it gets irritating and I half hope the irritation will grow to the point where I'm like "Screw this" and just start tellin people that I aint a girl.  I don't know why, but I feel like I don't have the right to correct a person as I am now.  Like I have nothing to back it up with or somethin.  It's hard. 

^ Irritation does help. Once I became more irritated with people slipping when I passed more that's what caused me to tell them about it. When I get irritated that's usually the breaking point.

Oh! I just remembered a funny voice-related story.

Some years ago in high school I was in Competetive One-Act plays. I was presenting as female at the time, and the cast only had three people that were physically male. I got a part in the chorus, which consisted entirely of bio-girls. So the director asked two of the chorus members to dress and act as men. Of course, I jumped at the chance (as did another person who ended up eventually dating me. She now performs as a drag king with the name Oliver Clothesoff :p). The play we did was Wiley and the Hairy Man, and the chorus was just a bunch of hillbillies. We bound our chests, got fake facial hair, and wore ridiculous outfits. During our first competition, our play won first place. The performers from the other plays came to shake hands with us, someone congratulated me and I said thank you. They immediately yelled out, "Oh my god! You're a woman!"

I still have pictures of me in my costume.

I think it does seal the deal, so to speak.

I had a passing failure at a certain electronics store last week, where I made an appointment to talk with one of the, erm, geniuses, and he greeted me with "Hey, man."  He held out his hand for a firm handshake, then I went for his hand, thinking All right. I just passed. and I said "Hey" in my naturally wimpy voice.

And then, in 90's speak, he totally siked me out.  And said, "Aw, I'm so sorry, hun." 

I did weasel some free headphones out from him, though.