No one is welcome into my Invisible World.
I do not receive visitors.
Visitors are messy and might hurt me.
I am safe here. I am protected.
I live here only with my cat and dog and creatures in my garden.
 
I do not like being ‘talked to’.
I want to escape every time someone traps me into having a conversation.
“How can I get away….how can I get away?” I keep thinking.
I hold my breath and wait for it to be over.
 
Relief
It is over. I am safe again.
No one to please. No one to help.
No one to be kind to.