We're Getting Divorced But He Still Lives With Me

I still care for him. I don't want to put him out with no help or nowhere to go, but it's been months. Months of me wanting to move on and try to just live my best life. Months of me helping him with job applications, and housing. Months of hearing him cry at night after accidentally referring to me as his s/o. Months of me pretending he's not making me feel more depressed than usual, so I don't stress him out. I can't help asking myself "How much longer will I have to torture myself because I feel bad about leaving"