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Why You Should Stop Calling Us ‘Strong Black Women! We’re So Over It

For decades, Black women have been celebrated for their strength—but what started as a compliment has become a cultural trap. It’s time we call out this microaggression for good. And to put it straight: we’re not buying it anymore.

For decades, Black women have been celebrated for their strength, but what started as a compliment has become a cultural trap. More and more every day, we’re pushing back against the “strong Black woman” label, especially as it became clear that our strength was being measured by pain at the expense of our mental health and well-being. It’s time we call out this microaggression for good. And to put it straight: we’re not buying it anymore.

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While the label seems loving on its surface, it’s a pressure cooker underneath. It sets up this unspoken expectation that you always have to hold it together, carry everyone else’s burdens, and never show vulnerability.

How Does This Affect Us?

Harboring this kind of pressure on our shoulders—and hearts—can have severe consequences. This constant performance as a lifestyle can potentially lead to:

Chronic stress and anxiety: because you feel like you can’t let your guard down, even for a second. Even the American Institute of Stress agrees—“There is no escaping the fact that stress can kill you.”
Overwork and burnout: Expectations to be endlessly resilient—especially while working alone—can make saying “no” feel impossible.
Emotional suppression: Black women are expected to be unshakable and unwavering, so admitting pain or asking for help feels wrong, or like flat-out failure.
Invisible labor: We’re often seen as those responsible for communities, families, or workplaces together while our own needs are sidelined or neglected altogether.

Slavery’s Legacy of Strength

Some folks are eager to push slavery into the past, but its impact on us as women is anything but over. From being labeled “strong” no matter the cost, to carrying everyone else’s weight—are directly tied to that history of forced resilience and survival.

During slavery, Black people were expected to work relentlessly. Women engaged in field labor, domestic labor, bearing and raising children—even when they weren’t skinfolk—and maintaining households despite enduring abuse, per Lowcountry Digital Historical Initiative. Black women’s survival often depended on suppressing pain and showing unbreakable endurance. And truth be told, much of that expectation still lingers today.

Our ‘Soft Life’ Era

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Soft life is not just luxury lifestyle, traveling, and pampering yourself. Soft life also includes all the inner work you do to make yourself whole. Cause we can buy all the Gucci bags, visit every country, and get as many massages as we want—if we don’t take care of our inner self, we still won’t feel at peace or relaxed. 📸: Crystal Renee Hayslett x Soft Life #crystalreneehayslett #softlife #valentinesday

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Black women across social media have been championing the “soft life,” a viral trend fueled by a fierce clapback to the exhausting “Strong Black Woman” stigma.

Instead of glorifying struggle and sacrifice, the soft life is about choosing ease, joy, intentional rest, and the finer things in life across the board. It’s rejecting the idea that worth is measured by how much pain we can endure, while reclaiming the right to live in our femininity, comfort, and surrounding ourselves with beautiful energy.

At the end of the day, shedding the “strong Black woman” microaggression isn’t about weakness—it’s about freedom. Freedom to re-connect with ourselves, to say no, and to live without the weight of everyone else’s expectations. By choosing softness, Black women aren’t stepping away from strength—we’re channeling it in healthier ways, and living happier lives in the process.

Straight From The Root

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