I have complex PTSD and I find space a very frightful thing sometimes. The other day my T spoke to me outside the office. My back was pressed against the handle of a phone box and my T was too close. I felt trapped because I couldn't back away and put distance between us.

We talked about it in therapy too. She asked me if I want to move my chair closer to the windows, to the door, do I want her to look at me or out the window? Maybe you could have a similar discussion with your Twitter?