

She would laugh hardily, as I’d exuberantly exclaim the character names like “Joy!”, and then like an amped-up Mortal Kombat announcer, proclaim “ANGEEEER” and “DISSSSGUST!” I could allow myself a more amplified vocal range when I showed my daughter these negative association words. For a couple years, then, my total experience of this film was extended to a children’s flipbook. I was still burying some pain and not ready to confront things. It only had enough pages for each character. Her favorite book as a baby was an Inside Out character flipbook. That I’ve steadily built up strength just as she rose to her feet for her first steps. That we got to develop some skills, like walking and speaking together. In this sense, we are both three years old. Now, as a father, I’m in a unique position: to have died and been effectively reborn alongside my newborn daughter and to feel everything for the first time, alongside her. There was so much pain buried under years of self-abuse.
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Through an extended rehab program, the main thing I had to go do was learn how to feel, often facing things for the first time. I will never let go of that feeling of powerlessness and then the complete surrender that came with letting go of it. I remember the feeling of coming out of my medically induced coma. I was not ready to deal with the emotions of this film, presumably for children, as a middle-aged adult. Inside Out demands that the audience meets it at a functional level. Imagination was left behind when I started abusing alcohol and hard drugs.

That my singular emotional character was Fear. I realized all the metaphorical islands of my own life had been replaced by Alcohol Island. I could not handle at all when all of Riley’s interests fell away. I realize the extreme anger that was building inside. Pete Docter.īecause it’s one of Pixar’s best movies and the greatest visualization of emotion and feeling made to a metaphor that has been committed to a children’s film. I didn’t need the movie, I needed therapy. I remember going to the bar and saying not to see it, that I thought I was getting a hockey movie and got a bullshit movie about emotions. As young Riley dealt with her sudden range of adolescent emotions, I realized that I never had. It would be fair to say it turned my own heart inside out. I could not be honest about my initial experience of Inside Out.
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We sat all the way in the back, made uncomfortable enough by their being kids there, needing to hide that I required a bag full of beers to even get through the thing. I ran to the bathroom and threw up alcohol. I showed up to the theater hurting already. Anytime not holding some alcohol was detrimentally painful. Every time I would get into an Uber, the feeling of crushing uncertainty, the sharp, needle-like pain deep in my chest. I went because it had some alcohol there.

There was hardly any way that I could get through a movie at the theater. I had thought Inside Out (2015) was a hockey movie.
