please tell me i’m not wrong here because i am struggling so bad rn

since sunday night i have cleaned up my 7 year olds vomit, my 2 year olds vomit and my own. 7 year old got sick sunday night/monday he had to stay home of course after throwing up and running 101 degree fever. tuesday my 2 year old got sick and she was burning up, throwing up all day from 4 am until 5 am the next day. tuesday afternoon i got it and i threw up all day and all night, burning up, body aches, fevers and chills, in and out of consciousness, literally thought i was dying. boyfriend didnt lift a finger to do sh!t other than make my 7 year old fish sticks tuesday night, passed out for the night and didn’t even wake up to get him in the shower. i had to wake up and get him in the shower in between vomiting my guts out. he didn’t even move from the bed when he could hear me literally sobbing about how bad i felt. he didn’t help me put up the $400 worth of groceries i ordered the night before not knowing id be down as bad as i was. left cold sh!t out i had to throw away, didn’t say anything about it, acted like he helped me so much by putting up two bags of canned stuff. left over 10 bags still in the floor. didn’t help me at all after that wednesday or today. he wakes up and forces himself to cry, says he is dying he’s so sick. calls out of work, insists that he’s gotten what we had. no way possible, he hid in our room and wouldn’t come near me or my kids, didn’t help me in any way or form to be around me. didn’t even let me sleep in my own bed so i wouldn’t get him sick. he isn’t running a fever, he took it this morning and it was 98 degrees. hasn’t thrown up, hasn’t even acted the slightest bit sick. has just laid in bed laughing at his phone all day. i offered him food multiple times earlier to which he replied idk and didn’t respond further so tf, i didn’t make him anything because im not a mind reader and im not making food that he’s gonna waste. he’s fake crying again he’s so hungry that he’s gonna leave here and go to wendy’s to eat since i wont make him anything. meanwhile im cooking a whole chicken in my instant pot to make him homemade chicken noodle soup and he’s cussing me that it’s gonna take 45 minutes (the same amount it would take him to make it to wendy’s) also how are you sooo sick but you can drive all the way to wendy’s and stomach that? i have eaten grapes and that’s it for 2 days now. i make him the soup, make smothered chicken for me and my kids so i make two half bags of boil in bag rice. he eats his soup and doesn’t say shit. doesn’t say he’s still hungry, doesn’t say anything. he just sits there and watches me plate me and the kids plates then he walks in the kitchen and notices i plated all the food (literally 2 half packages of boil in a bag rice was barely enough for us 3) so i offer to give him mine and he throws a fit. tells me he wishes i wasn’t here, that i would 💀 because im so selfish. im leaving as soon as my oldest is out of school and i can’t wait for the day his grown ass actually has to be a man and take care of himself. i do everything for him, hell i might as well just chew his damn food and spit it in his mouth that’s literally the only thing he is capable of doing alone. he refuses to cook for himself, lies and cries that he doesn’t know how to use the microwave or the air fryer. says it’s my job to feed him. tell me i’m not wrong here because in no way, shape or form am i seeing how i’m wrong here for a grown man lying about being sick and refusing to tell me what he wants to eat then expecting me to read his mind that he’s still hungry.