To be frank if I was your typical materialistic/superficial & ditzy Hollywood party girl *cough*every-chick-in-porn*cough* and lucked out into getting in a relationship with an A-list actor (according to Forbes he makes 10mil/year off his shitty FX show. And let's not forget CBS paid him 100mil to fuck off for good.)

Which in turn gave her access to multiple perks; living in Sheen's luxurious properties, premium cars, private jet, fancy vacations, private chef, A-list parties, etc...

and was kicked to the curb thus being forced into her old lifestyle; crummy apartment, driving a shitty car, having to cook your own food, etc. I would probably suicide as well.