Me? You can tell by my username, right? That does not get me down. I can still live my life. I go out almost every day and never had to speak a word, even when buying stuff from a shop. I pack lunch so I don't have to ask for it at a restaurant. Doing what I want, when I want (except "break the law", of course) is my definition of freedom.

Although to be honest, I don't remember the last time I'm "angry". Sometimes the anger can be turned inwards, making me feel so depressed that the only thing making me happy is the thing that made me angry in the first place.