As a black woman i’m tired…i’m tired of my femininity being equated with weakness “you punch like a girl..” “you gonna cry like a little girl…(the formula anything bad+like a girl) why is being emotional a bad thing, our innate ability to read and connect with emotions is powerful and straight from the divine. we can sense the unseen, we can feel them, we can feel the emotions of those who have long left us. we may not have the physical strength but we have the spiritual strength of the divine. why isn’t that celebrated instead of berated. i’m tired of so called conscious brothers who love black women posting pictures of us naked, stretched out like some kind of sex kitten. i am more than sex and i am much more than this body. i’m tired of being viewed as the “weaker sex”; yes the weak sex that pushes the “stronger sex” out of their body, supports and stands by the “stronger sex” carrying him when he is weak, making him feel big when the world tells him he is small and loving him unconditionally.
i’m tired of the label “angry black woman” especially when it is spoken with judgement and contempt like i have nothing to be angry about, like being called, bitter, angry, desperate, ugly, bitchy, emotional, pushy, ho, trash, useless has no effect on me or my spirit. to make matters worse those words are usually spat at us by our own brothers, fathers, husbands, even mothers. why can’t i be angry? yet through all of this we are still waiting on our men to come back to us and start loving us again like we have never stopped loving them.
women aren’t more than men and men aren’t more than women. we are equal and opposite principles that together form the most powerful. the most perfect. the most divine. we become all that is divine and perfect and powerful. the black family. nothing else is like it, i just want to get back to that and although i’m tired of waiting (on black men and women alike to realize the black woman’s worth)…i won’t ever stop.