I've been with my boyfriend for 6 years. We currently live together. I broke up with him in March but didn't have the heart to kick him out because he has no friends or family. He has no job. I couldn't bring myself to kick him to the curb knowing he would be homeless.
So I told him he could stay until the end of the lease when I moved out, and he couldn't come with me to the new place. He's known for months that this day was coming. It is now 10 days from now and he has made no arrangements. It's killing me to think about him sleeping under a bridge. I want to stay strong and not cave and let him come with me. I feel so guilty though. Thinking about him shivering in the cold really hurts.
But I if I let him move with me, he will be with me for the rest of my life, and I don't want to be with him. He's 37 years old, and he has no job still. I don't want to pay for everything anymore. I just don't want him to be homeless.
UPDATE: For those that expressed interest, I did follow through and moved without him. I gave him $400 and told him I'd pay for his phone for another month while he was trying to get a job and get on his feet. The morning of the move he found a room for $250 for two weeks at a woman's house and he took a cab there. He's miserable because he has no car and it's in the middle of nowhere, and he has no food because he didn't plan anything out. But he's not my responsibility anymore, and at least he's got a roof over his head.