I have had an absolutely horrible day at work. As I was walking home I managed to see my ex driving by. We broke up a month ago. It was definitely him, I had a clear look at his face/clothes/van. Which was insane, I live in London, a city of millions of people. He lives quite far away outside the city but occasionally works in different areas of London. I was expecting never to see him again. I feel like I did the day we broke up. I feel like life is playing a joke on me, seeing how much I can cope with. Everything is going wrong right now. I have handed in my notice at work and am moving back to my home country in a month, I'm counting the days. Everything around here is a memory of him. I have no family and friends here, I feel so alone and finding it hard to cope. I just wanted to pretend he didn't exist and forget I met him.