What's Eating Gilbert Grape?

For some unfathomed reason, the title of this 1993(?) movie has suddenly come to mind. I have thought fleetingly about it over the years, and never could explain the why to myself. Now I'm suddenly overwhelmed, and it's almost scary. I have remembered bits and pieces but it was for the most part blurred. Not now. Now I remember it all, and I remember why memory would prod at my psyche. Because it had to get through. And again it is overwhelming, the paradox and the parallels. I suddenly remember which pair of jeans I had on, which of course has been long discarded, I also remember the ring on my finger. But it's late now, I'll do it all tomorrow.