Disney somehow knows how to hit me with their animated movies. And I’m not talking about the intro of Up or the toys holding hands while heading for the trash-burner in Toy Story 3. Inside Out was actually the first ever movie that made me cry. I moved at the same age as Riley, and getting ripped out of my save world combined with autism caused my Joy to get lost inside me somewhere, and at times it still feels she’s not back in her place.