invisible.

i was my happiest when i was invisible.

when i blended in with the background and faded from sight.

i was my happiest when everyone wondered what happened to me, wondered where i went and what i was doing.

i was my happiest when the only relationship i was concerned with was the one with myself.

i want to fade back to version of me. answer to no one and blend into the background of life once again.

that is how i protect myself. i remove myself from view, build up a wall so high that no one can even look over it and see me inside.

i want to burrow, escape, become invisible.

i want to live life in my blissful bubble and only expose myself to the harshness of reality on my own terms.

i feel myself succumbing to the anxieties and stress of the world around me once again, a product of trying to force myself to be the girl i used to be, the girl that i am no longer.

now, i am just a woman who wishes to be invisible.