Am I the asshole?

I have met one of my closest friends back in 2013. We met working at Subway and instantly clicked. We worked together, partied together, she practically lived with me because we spent so much time together. We both got boyfriend’s in 2014 and obviously started spending more time apart. I moved in with mine, she moved in with hers, no big deal. Except her bf hated me. He didn’t ever want her to hangout with me and he was insanely controlling of her. It got to the point where he would literally cry when we would try and have a girls day/night because he felt “left out.” We literally couldn’t go to eat, get our nails done, or even just sit at my house together without him!!! So she started cheating on him. She would come over to my house and then leave to hook up with other guys. Her bf found out about it and basically blamed me for all of it lol. Like I’m the one telling her to go do this shit 🙄 Fast forward 2017 and we aren’t even talking anymore because her bf controls every aspect of her life. Even driving her to and from work so he would know where she was 24/7.

Now we go into Jan 2018 and she calls me crying and telling me he kicked her out of his house and he won’t give her her car keys. So of course, I go and pick up all of her shit, which he put in trash bags and literally tossed on the side of the road, pick her up, and have to call the police to make him hand over her fucking car keys. Of course she has no where to go. Her parents are shitty and never there for her and she would have been living out of her car. So I let her stay with us with the agreement of $200 a month for her own bedroom/bathroom, we supplied everything else. Including groceries. She was supposed to stay for 6 months and get her own apartment. Well, a month later, she is getting ridiculously drunk every night, popping pills, inviting men off tinder over at like 1am...she even left with a guy while she was black out drunk and my bf had to call him and tell him to bring her back because she was too drunk to consent and we were calling the cops. I was legit babysitting her every single day. I finally had enough when she came home and thought it was funny that she got reported at work for showing up hungover. She had been on a 3 day binge of weed, alcohol, adderall, and cocaine, showed up to work (at the hospital, she is a CNA) without showering, fixing her hair or makeup and the doctor told her to go home because she was so fucked up. After this happened, my SO and I talked about it and told her she really needed to get her shit together or move out. None of this was acceptable and even though she was going through a tough time, there’s no excuse. I even got her into counseling while she was living here! Nothing changed and now it’s March, so I told her she needed to consider moving out since it’s not working. She text me back and tells me to put her stuff on the porch. So whatever. I did. She started telling all of our mutual friends that I threw her shit out like garbage. Which isn’t true. It was all packed nicely and I still have the texts from her saying to put it outside on my phone.

So am I the asshole for telling her she should leave and cutting her off?