Everybody has a clip they’d scrub from the internet. It’s thirty seconds of a life that runs for decades.

A recorded moment carries weight out of all proportion to its size, because it can be replayed while the surrounding years cannot. Thirty seconds gets treated as representative of a person only because it is the part that survived in a watchable form. Everybody has one, or would if the cameras had been pointed differently. The permanence is a property of the medium rather than of you.

If something of yours is out there, own it briefly and stop explaining. Then build enough other material that the clip becomes what it always was, a fragment.