I don't seem to have one, unless staying or becoming unnoticed to the point where I may as well just be a decorative fake plant counts (as in, people see me enough not to run into me or anything, but that's about it. I call it "social invisibility," and it happens whether I want it to or not, no matter how hard I may try to join a conversation or something - if I try to say anything, even if I was semi-included at first (like, enough to give a brief greeting to, at least), the others just wait patiently until I'm done (or sometimes just talk over me) and then carry on as if I hadn't said anything. And I'm like a fake plant because a real one would at least be watered every once in a while.).
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Yet in my new wildness and freedom I almost welcome the bitterness of alienage. For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.
-H. P. Lovecraft, "The Outsider"