Yet another shitty day to follow a shit weekend.
As I mentioned a week ago, I decided to split with my missus. I had tried to be civil all the way through, and I genuinely wanted us to be friends in the future. She declined this, saying she wanted nothing more to do with me, etc etc, explicitly saying she was going to move back in with her dad ASAP.
Today, my flatmate announced he was moving out to live closer to work, and with my brother and his missus wanting to move on, and myself staying down at work for the forseeable future, meant noone wanted to stay in the flat. I met up with my brother on Friday and told him of my intentions to let my landlord (A supervisor I work with) know that we were going to move out in mid-May. He agreed, so I informed him today, and set up a timeline and plan of what needs doing and when (Bills, defects, etc).
Now I've just had the ex calling me up in balls of tears, saying she can't go back to her dad's, because he doesn't want her there (He wants to live ALONE in a five floor, six bedroom house, I wish I was making this up!), and that she's still madly in love with me, and I've effectively made her homeless, and to top it all off, my brothers' missus is having a go at me for the entire scenario, despite the fact it's only my name on the contract and I don't go home anymore.
In every respect, I'm totally funked. I feel like crying at this stage.
What do I do? I was confused enough at this stage, and unsure of wether or not I was doing the right thing by leaving her anyway, now I've got to deal with all this.
As I mentioned a week ago, I decided to split with my missus. I had tried to be civil all the way through, and I genuinely wanted us to be friends in the future. She declined this, saying she wanted nothing more to do with me, etc etc, explicitly saying she was going to move back in with her dad ASAP.
Today, my flatmate announced he was moving out to live closer to work, and with my brother and his missus wanting to move on, and myself staying down at work for the forseeable future, meant noone wanted to stay in the flat. I met up with my brother on Friday and told him of my intentions to let my landlord (A supervisor I work with) know that we were going to move out in mid-May. He agreed, so I informed him today, and set up a timeline and plan of what needs doing and when (Bills, defects, etc).
Now I've just had the ex calling me up in balls of tears, saying she can't go back to her dad's, because he doesn't want her there (He wants to live ALONE in a five floor, six bedroom house, I wish I was making this up!), and that she's still madly in love with me, and I've effectively made her homeless, and to top it all off, my brothers' missus is having a go at me for the entire scenario, despite the fact it's only my name on the contract and I don't go home anymore.
In every respect, I'm totally funked. I feel like crying at this stage.
What do I do? I was confused enough at this stage, and unsure of wether or not I was doing the right thing by leaving her anyway, now I've got to deal with all this.