I need some advice. I'm quite literally alone; no family, no commitments. My job WAS my life for 29 years. It all came crashing down last week. I'm unattached and 62. I can't see staying here. My former work friends are/were great, but seeing them reminds me of what I've lost. Is a clean break in a new city - completely new surroundings - less risky than reminders of the past every day? Everything familiar now hurts.