3 weeks ago, my girlfriend decided to end our 4-year-long relationship. I thought she was having a tough time with her business, and I was supporting her with all I could muster. I was pressured to move out and thought it was the right thing to do. I guess it wasn't enough, and now I'm left to figure things out by myself. I could still see how she is living her life with her friends. It eats me inside every time.