Who needs a fascist government when I'm already too shy to speak to anyone?

Aren't I just being a fascist to myself by allowing myself to be inhibited in public and conversation? Shouldn't I just let myself go and be free, rather than enslaved to the propaganda of my memories of parental displeasure and schoolyard bullying? Isn't my anxiety just fear mongering nonsense, and my anger, war against the infidel, and my staying home just a martial law curfew I put upon myself just so there's no trouble in the streets? How do I execute the dictator of my mind who's forcing me at the point of a bayonet of shame to obey or else?