In New York City, New York, Demi Lovato sits the bed in her apartment and reads a magazine. She paces around her bed.
She leans against the door.
She tosses the magazine and flops on her bed. A top hits her in the face and she gives the side-eye. A version of herself, dressed in black, smiles. She looks to the right and sees a second version of herself, wearing white and mediating. The first version of herself gives the second version of herself the finger. Lovato tells the version of herself, dressed in black, to back off. She throws up her fists. She fights with the version of herself, dressed in black. The version of herself, dressed in white, smiles as she mediates. She gasps as Lovato punches out the first version of herself.
Lovato throws the first version on the glass table. The first version of herself shatters it. A fortysomething man raises her arm while she holds a belt.
A traffic light turns red as she walks out of her apartment. Two young men kiss on the sidewalk. A few young women dance behind her as she walks. She smiles as she sees a young woman perform with her band. While she crosses the street, a group of people dance by a pick-up truck. The group of people continue their routine as she stands in the street.
She touches a young man’s arm as he is wheeled into the ambulance. The group of people. A bride and groom run across the street.
Demi Lovato puts her phone on the table. The headlines were too much to read. They were writing thinkpieces on her mental health. Some were doubting if she was capable of handling a heavy workload. However, she knows it’s speculation. It’s not the truth. A year or two ago, she would’ve accepted their words at face value. It caused her to spiral. She thought she was a horrible person. She believed she deserved the insults.
But now, she puts her needs first. Practicing self-care took awhile to learn. Sometimes, she stayed up later than she should’ve and ate fast food the night before. However, once she realized it was a constant work-in-progress, she was able to feel better. She cares about who she is now and doesn’t rely on others for her self-worth.
She texts an old friend and laughs at inside joke. The old friend says he was worried the entire time but didn’t know what to do. He continues that he’s glad she’s okay now. She tells she is much better and promises they’ll meet up when they can. He tells her not to be afraid to reach out. Tucking her phone in her jacket, she decides to get some fresh air. It was a beautiful day.
Director: Hannah Lux Davis Year: 2020