I had almost the same reaction. I thought I would be fine running into my T, but when I saw him at the grocery store, I immediately turned my back and pretended to be interested in organic cantaloupe. When I peeked a look, he was gone. I tried to continue shopping but I was so worried I'd be walking down he isle and he'd be coming down the opposite way, so I just left (and in a panic!).

With my new therapist, I never really worried about running into him. Then go figure, the week before he moved to another city, I ran into him at the liquor store. I was horrified as we were in different check out lanes. I pretended I didn't see him and got out as fast as I could. It was like seeing a fish on land, seeing him there. Out of place and concerning!