The Voice of the “Angry Black Woman”


I’ve been working my way up to this blog post for a while. As I continue to unpack my past and clear out the energy blockages such as fear and being a people-pleaser, blockages that once kept me from speaking my mind, I am finding that it is becoming much easier— yet this topic was still met with some resistance from my subconscious.

You see, out of every post I’ve written so far, this is the one that hits closest to home. The one that people have already been feeling as they lurk my blog: She’sangry.

Ever since I’ve found my voice through writing about five years ago during my sophomore year of college, I’ve been called angry. It is typically coming from the lips or fingertips of white women whose fragility collapses on their heads the moment anything I say makes them the slightest bit introspective.

Here’s how this typically goes:

Me, calmly: Modern/white feminism isn’t at all focused on the right things— equality of the sexes does not mean that it’s a healthy balance (remember, as we discussed, balance isn’t always 50/50), especially since the level that men are at now isn’t healthy or ideal. Rising up two groups to have too much power means that people will be raised to the same level and then walk across the line to join men, which means white women want to do the same as white men, deserting women of color in the process.

White women: … why are you so angry?!

When I was in college, I found myself in a situation where two girls had gotten me trapped in a she-said, she-said situation. After suggesting a face-to-face meeting, we cleared my name. I thought things were perfect until one girl started crying, saying that my stoic disposition had come across as “bitchy,” and now she was scared that I hated her. Imagine my shock and surprise at the response of actively trying not to be the angry black woman and being called a bitch anyway.

I say all of this to say: black women, please be “angry.” Please be passionate. Please speak your mind. You’re right. You’re valid. You’re seen. You’re heard. You’re articulate. You’re valuable. You’re worthy of being listened to. Most importantly, the anger many people attach to us isn’t actually anger, it’s their fear of the power of our words.

Step into it.

Xo, Cydney

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