As Black women, we have a habit of being everyone’s superhero and protector but for ourselves.

There is one thing for sure: we, as Black women, are human beings: we’re vibrant, resilient, resourceful self-sacrificing humans. However, especially as humans we have the habit of saving everyone and then us.

History often repeats itself but with a twist; the last year and some months, it has been a continuous stop of administrative and cultural commotion which continues to mix with an entire pandemic. Constant imaging of political unfairness and brutality and insurrection have further proven how unvalued women of color are in this evolving society, which is very unfortunate. Recent examples have produced countless episodes of Women of Color, which turned into a wonder woman of misrepresentations by the white observation; white individuals are quite obsessed, especially on what we can do with and overall, for them.

For starters, we protect freedom, such vanquishers, like Stacey Abrams and even our Vice President Madame Harris, who had assisted in enlarging voter’s conveniences in the state of Georgia; she is being painted as an almost finical champ, saving relegated votes from unfair and evil authorities of voter conquest tactic without so much as a crime of perspiration.

It is no secret, and as history has documented, we are generating and mingling demands to accomplishments for an example.

Black women do the unpacking of establishing, leading, and contributing to these ground-breaking minutes as others stand apart and underwrite slight yonder initiates to do better and a higher expectation.

But, with many unfortunates like the countless hours and risk-taking adventures. However, nothing, and I mean nothing, is given in return, not even empathy, which is needed.

Not only do we constantly try to save the democracy in this country and many others that we live in. We try to save other people as well. Even while dealing with personal challenges and responsibilities, does bear the cross of what it means to be a black woman in this moving and evolving world.

If it is not, our continuous tiredness assumes the disturbance and the aching we convey and what it ensures to us bodily, expressively, and spiritually.

This year alone and many before yes and maybe even after us we have have faced such traumatic experience like racial discrimination which is expected on a daily basis and that preparation and with unfortunates, anticipations can be a sole burden and a stressor. With the need to obtain and continue the persona and view of being full of strength to ultimately suppressing one's true emotions which does seem to be basically protect one’s health but at the end diminishing the negative affects due to chronic discrimination.

But, other persona(s) such as the intense drive to not breathe and be successful and of course the need to help everyone but not receiving the same treatment definitely cause problems. For many who may not know the superwomen comes with elements that can help you and hurt you such as:

an obligation to grant an image of power
feeling an commitment to overcome disturbances
opposition to being helpless
a journey to thrive despite limited resources
feeling obligated to support others

When we speak about Black women and their unfair and most of the time complicated relationships of having superheroes even when sometimes it’s not always needed. But we gotta admit there's standards, especially regarding our mentalities of course our strength and flexibility which are admirable qualities, we truly put ourselves before our own either at home and even in educational spaces. but let’s be real the stress of it can affect the whole body including the emotional standpoints.

We're ranked as refundable.

In place of rejoicing in the labor that Black women have done and continue to do for centuries with the ventures we continually build in others, the planet we were placed in and lived in continues to harm us. It feels like the world we try to fix, loves to dislike us.

Individuals — especially those who aren't minority-have the habit of self-consciously using social platforms to "thanking Black women"— and sarcastically use Black women as a boulder to endure existing in uninformed enjoyment tranquility.

These categories of hatred and venom always seem to be for us and even by us.

Black women are unfairly affected by mental wellness and the following circumstances, such as anxiety disorders, including panic disorders, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and even post-traumatic stress disorders.

How many would ponder what's the next step or mini resolution?

The United States' technique repeatedly loads on Black women with its stresses for our intellect, understanding, deed, and countless other aptitudes while disregarding our mortality is problematic.

It is a subject that's factually assassinating us. As Black women, we have accountability to ourselves and only ourselves to repetition, self-care, and protection. Of course, the valuable aptitude to do this is problematically deliberating all disasters.

Whenever conceivable, though, we essentially attract limitations and place ourselves first.
It's time.

There needs to be an ultimate necessity to hear Black women when we express our discomfort and challenges, especially when we are ultimately hurting, and it does not matter if it is big or small.

As Black Women We Have Superpowers That May Assist And Sabotage