• 1 week ago

I am a black woman and I don’t like black men. I am saying this from a place of truth and sadness. This may sound harsh, but black men scare, repulse, and anger me. I am not saying this to make anyone angry, that is truly how I feel whenever I interact with them. Despite their economic status I feel literal disgust just thinking of dating one because I know the mountain of crap I will have to put up with. Too many times have I been a victim of their anger and unresolved traumas and weirdly involved family members, and I am tired of it.

I don’t like the black men in my family (brothers, dad, uncle etc). I don’t feel safe around any- and I mean ANY black man in public. I feel safer walking past a group of any other race of men than I do a group of black men. The entitlement, the lack of self awareness and accountability paired with the honestly pathetic older women that enable and take care of them. It has made me unable to even find them attractive anymore. This is only something I’ve realized in the last year or so after trying for so long to forgive, and help multiple black men through their issues. I’m done. I don’t want to date them, I don’t want to be their friend, I want nothing to do with black men from this point onward. They have no one to blame but themselves.