In the September of 2019 I shot the original "Help Me" short film. I wrote, directed, and acted as a version of myself in a sort of performance art. I got drunk on set and became, once again, the version of myself I hated. That is the footage that you see the adult version of me. There is a storyline going on, but the footage now is more useful as a vessel to explain the mental state I was once in. The short was released but not to my liking as I felt like a liar. I was still in that mental space and hadn't fully healed.

Fast forward and I had the idea to call my mom and record our conversation. We had never actually talked about what happened during that time. We moved on. I thought maybe something useful could come from a real and authentic conversation. Thankfully, lots of healing was recorded. Still, I didn't know what to do with our audio.

Fast forward once again to recently where my mom tells me she had digitized old footage from the video tapes of my childhood. I watched through them all and came up with this project, the final and real version of "Help Me." While the original version exists, this will always be the definitive version of the project.

I don't know what to call this type of project except a way of healing and fixing broken windows.