Toxic Feminism is Getting Out of Hand – A Black Girl’s Rant

Toxic Feminism is Getting Out of Hand – A Black Girl’s Rant

Alright, let’s get into it. I just saw that ridiculous Twitter exchange, and I had to say something.

First tweet: “If men didn’t exist, who would protect you?”

Reply: “Protect me from who?”

Sigh. TOXIC. FEMINISM. AT. ITS. FINEST.

Look, I am a woman, okay? So I can talk about this. And I’m telling you the truth—this new wave of feminism is just getting dumber every year. Every year, there’s a new trend where women act like men are the enemy while comfortably living in the world that MEN BUILT. Yeah, I said it.

Because let’s be honest: if men didn’t exist, a lot of things we take for granted wouldn’t exist either. Who builds the roads? Who works in the sewers? Who does the dirtiest, longest, hardest jobs that most of us women would NEVER touch?

Don’t lie to yourself, sis. Be honest. Are you willing to be a coal miner? A construction worker? A plumber? A welder? A firefighter running into burning buildings? No? Yeah, I thought so.

And before you say, “But women can do those jobs!”—yes, there are women in those fields, but they are the minority. Why? Because most women don’t want to do them.

I’m not saying women don’t work hard. All jobs are hard in their own way. But let’s not pretend that society treats men and women the same when it comes to labor. The truth? The hardest, most back-breaking jobs are still dominated by men. And do we ever say thank you? Nope. Instead, we get nonsense like this Twitter exchange, where women act like men are the villains of the universe.

And don’t get me wrong—I am NOT defending insecure, immature, perverted, or overly proud men. They exist, and they can be a pain. But so can toxic, nagging, angry, blame-shifting feminists who want to act like men contribute nothing to society.

Men are providers.

Men are protectors.

Men are nurtured to lead.

It’s just the way it is. Women take over when necessary, but the natural roles will never be equal. They can balance, but they will never be the same. Because men and women are not the same. 💯

But toxic feminism? Oh no, it doesn’t want balance. It just wants to hate men. Why? Because your dad, your ex, your uncle, or your brother hurt your feelings? And now all men must suffer? Please. 🙄

That’s why men are tired. They don’t care anymore. That’s why when they joke about women and offend them, they don’t care anymore. Because they’ve been beaten down by toxic feminism for too long. And thats why I don't blame them.

Men are now picky. They’re fed up. Even the independent journalists, the thinkers, the realists—they’re done with this madness. And honestly? 😡

And before anyone comes crying about my opinion, I’m just a Congolese girl from Cape Town, speaking the truth. If it offends you, oh well.

Now, I need food.🥱

The Girl in the Mirror: Who Am I, Really?

The Girl in the Mirror: Who Am I, Really?

There’s a girl in the mirror staring back at me. She looks familiar—same eyes, same lips, same everything. But something about her feels... off. Like she’s a version of me that I’ve been told to be, not the version I want to be.🫣

I’ve been thinking a lot about change. Not the "new year, new me" type of change (because let’s be honest, I’m still the same person who said I’d start saving money and then immediately spent it on snacks). No, I mean real change—the kind that shakes your whole world. The way I dress, the way I speak, even the way I think.

For the longest time, my life has been shaped by my environment. My decisions, my personality, even my way of moving through the world—it’s all been influenced by the people around me. Parents, culture, expectations, and let’s not forget the casual guilt-tripping that somehow makes you feel bad for wanting more.🙁

Now, don’t get me wrong. It’s not that I can’t go out and live my life. It’s just... where would I even go? Who would I go with? My circle is as tiny as the last piece of chicken at a family gathering—everybody wants it, but nobody actually makes a move.

And it’s weird because lately, I’ve been feeling disconnected. I’m realizing that I’m not even attracted to people who are like me. Not just romantically, but in general. The person I am doesn’t match the people I’m surrounded by. And let’s not even talk about crushes (because I refuse to be called out like that). But seriously, when I do have one, I start overthinking: Who am I even? Would they like me as I am? Do I even like me as I am?

That’s the real question.

If I had my own money, I’d be experimenting with my style, getting my nails done, switching up my hair. But right now? I’m stuck in this weird limbo of wanting to break free but not having the resources to do it. And let me tell you, nothing makes you more aware of your dependence than when you want to do something and realize you need someone else’s money to do it.😞

So yeah, I need to start making money online. Because a job? Right now? With my NSC rewrites and upcoming June exams? Impossible.

And another thing—I see the views on my blog. I know y’all are reading. But y’all don’t comment. No advice, no engagement. Just vibes. It’s like throwing a joke into a group chat and getting left on read.👀

But whatever. The point is, I don’t want to be the girl in the mirror anymore. I want to be the girl in my head. The one who lives unapologetically, who walks into a room and owns it, who isn’t held back by expectations, guilt, or the fear of disappointing people.

Maybe that version of me is coming soon. Or maybe she’s already here, just waiting for me to stop hesitating.

Either way, change is happening. Slowly, maybe. But surely.🥲

The New Age Love Story

Motivational Quotes, Baby Daddies & the Single Life – The New Age Love Story

Once upon a time (before social media made us all motivational speakers), love was simple. You met someone, fell in love, got married, had kids, and lived happily ever after—unless your in-laws had other plans. But fast forward to today, and we’re in a different era.

Now, instead of wedding rings, we have baby daddies. Instead of lifelong partners, we have co-parenting agreements. And instead of deep love letters, we get “Rise and grind, queens!” tweets and WhatsApp statuses with “God’s timing is perfect” (which is funny because you were cursing God’s timing just last week).🙄

Welcome to the modern dating culture—where love is optional, motivation is mandatory, and nobody is entirely sure what’s going on.

The Motivational Speaker Era

Back in the day, if you were single and over 25, your aunties would be throwing holy water at you, asking, “Who bewitched you?” Now? You’re an independent queen, posting “I am the prize” every morning while your uncle in the village still thinks cows are the real prize.

These days, heartbreak doesn’t even hit like it used to. Got dumped? Don’t cry—just post “Sometimes rejection is redirection” and keep scrolling. Got ghosted? No problem—just slap on “If they wanted to, they would” and act like you weren’t checking their online status five minutes ago.

At this point, we aren’t sure if people are healing or just competing to see who can post the most inspirational quotes without actually making life decisions.

Baby Daddies & Co-Parenting Chronicles

Now, let’s talk about the baby daddies. Once upon a time, starting a family meant wedding bells and a lifetime commitment. Today? A simple “We are happily co-parenting” and a few cute Instagram pictures will do.

Co-parenting is the new relationship status—there’s no pressure to get married, just vibes, Pampers, and a mysterious monthly contribution that sometimes arrives, sometimes doesn’t.

Some baby daddies are amazing—responsible, present, and involved. Others? They show up once every three months with Happy Meals and act like they solved world hunger.

But let’s not act like some baby mamas don’t also play games. One minute, it’s “Come see your child”; the next, it’s “You’re not stepping into MY house with that nonsense energy.” The child is just there in the middle, eating their Happy Meal in peace.

Social Media Love vs. Reality

Social media has convinced us that we are the main characters in a love story that doesn’t exist. We see posts like:

“I deserve a man who prays for me.” (Meanwhile, the last guy that prayed for you was your pastor during altar call.)

“Soft life or no life.” (But you’re one SMS away from calling your baby daddy for “urgent” money.)

“Men must provide. I can’t date a broke man.” (But if he asks what YOU bring to the table, suddenly the table is shaking.)

The truth is, modern love is confusing. We’re out here debating between traditional love and “dating with a soft life” while also trying to act unbothered and motivational.

One thing is clear: whether you’re single, co-parenting, or just here for the memes, love in 2025 is about two things—self-love and content creation. So, if all else fails, just post “God’s plan” and carry on.🙃

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