The myth of the strong Black woman is a lie that has woven itself deeply into the fabric of Black womanhood. We wear it as a badge of honor, an expectation, and a tool for survival. This lie tells us, as women, that our worth is measured by how much we can bear, how tirelessly we serve others, and how seamlessly we balance countless responsibilities without ever faltering or admitting that we're tired, hurt, or in need of help.

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We tell ourselves that our role is to carry the weight of the world, to be unshakeable pillars for an entire community- whether it's fighting for our men's rights to be honored in this unjust society, holding up friends when they are breaking in silence, or nurturing our children so that they may feel unconditionally loved in a world determined

to break their spirit, we leave no room for our own needs, feelings, and heart's desires. This belief often compels us to ignore our limits, pushing us into a perpetual cycle of

over-giving and self-sacrifice.