Watching this felt like reading an autobiography book. I can't explain the sensation of it but you can definitely feel its passion.
The sincerity of reflecting on the past, and how the loss of innocence and the growing pains of understanding make you question the present, and how those mixed together makes the mystery of the future. I am not Clyde nor personally know him, but I feel for him through this because of the amount of vulnerability it showed.
I hear you, Clyde. Keep creating, then maybe, through film, you can piece together your reason. Fighting!!!