6 years ended today

My gf (26F) and I (26M) just had a long breakup conversation today after spending a week in separate rooms and little to no contact.

We had met when we were 19 in college, lost, young, and yearning to be understood. I was on the verge of dropping out and when we started dating I transferred to her university, moved in the same apartment complex, and fully committed to being her boyfriend. The first three years were amazing, we did everything together. The love of a million burning suns.

She graduated two years before me and by the time I graduated, she was already well into adulthood. Adult life hit her hard, moved to a city 45 minutes away from me. This is where things went downhill.

I graduated three years ago, and immediately moved into her small one bedroom apartment while I looked for my first career. Things got messy, I got depressed and ended up having our first “talk”.

I decided to move to a major city to have a better shot of finding a job and allow us to work on ourselves. I got a great job and she ended up deciding to go back to school, get her masters, and move up in her career.

I was very supportive, I came every weekend helped her house chores, got her groceries for the week, anything to make her life easier. She was still working full time and in a two year program with night classes.

She got halfway through her masters and we decided to finally move in together for real this time. Got a cat, luxury apartment, and had a great time there. Throughout living together at the apartment she started to wedge distance between us when I would talk about marriage and our future. All she was focused on was finishing the masters and getting the big promotion.

She finally finished the degree, passed the board exam, and was completely shattered. She could not hide the depression or uncertainty in her life anymore. All these feelings came to light in our relationship. We vowed to work through our problems, and ended up moving into a rent house about 6 months ago.

Here I am, sitting in the guest bedroom crying my eyes out while she gets ready to go out for the third night in a row after deciding today we are breaking up and knowing our entire life will blow up.