Weapons By Ava Max

There’s a different kind of pain that doesn’t leave bruises.

It’s the kind that comes from words.

The ones said in anger.
The ones meant to tear you down.
The ones that slowly make you question who you are.

When I first heard Weapons by Ava Max, it hit me in a way I wasn’t expecting. Not because it was new… but because it felt familiar.

Too familiar.

There was a time in my life where words were used against me constantly. Twisted, thrown, and aimed to hurt. And the hardest part? It wasn’t just hearing them—it was starting to believe them.

That’s what words can do when they’re used like weapons.

They don’t just hurt in the moment.
They echo.
They linger.
They become a voice in your head long after the person is gone.

Even now, there are moments where I catch myself remembering things that were said to me. Things that made me feel small. Things that made me question my worth.

But here’s what I’ve learned…

Just because something was said to you doesn’t make it true.

That realization didn’t happen overnight. It came slowly—through healing, through distance, and through choosing to see myself differently than I was once made to feel.

This song reminds me of that shift.

It’s not just about the pain of what was said.
It’s about recognizing it for what it was… and taking your power back.

I don’t carry those words the way I used to.

I don’t let them define me.
I don’t let them control how I see myself.
And I don’t give them a place in the life I’m building now.

Because the truth is…

Words only have power if you keep holding onto them.

And I’ve finally learned how to let go.