<human>: Can you give me the gist of the text in a nutshell?

My parents were immigrants to the united states and have been struggling to stay in the working-class since I was born here. They spent their entire lives barely having enough money, water, food, or clothes so they could pay rent in one of the nicer neighborhoods in Los Angeles. Their reasoning was so that my siblings and I had a chance at a better life.

I payed myself through school to get a graduate degree in Engineering and have a decent salary for the sole purpose that I could buy my parents a home and they wouldn't have to worry about living paycheck to paycheck anymore. Which I was able to finally do and close Escrow less than a month ago.

The monkey wrench in this whole situation is that I fell completely in love with a woman and gave up the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with so that the rest of my parents life would be secured.

Because of the very competitive housing market in LA the houses which I was looking at (and I would have to live in, I don't make enough to really pay for my own rent and a mortgage) would be pretty far from where she lives and would of course, means we couldn't really move in together for a while (2+ years). 

It came down to where either I would have to choose her or choose my parents... and as you probably figured out by now I chose my parents.

The only problem now is because I literally gave up the girl of my dreams so my parents could have their dream is completely destroying me inside. My last conversation with her was literally as I was shaking hands with the seller and now this entire house feels like is haunting me. I haven't been able to sleep a single night.

I'm not really sure how to live my life and would like advice. My parents are unaware of why my GF and I broke up.

Thanks,
<bot>: Buying a house for my parents led to my GF and I breaking up even though I wanted to marry her and now I feel like a shell of a human being.