INSENSITIVE BOYFRIEND DURING PERIOD

My boyfriend and I have been dating for 4 years. I have really bad menstrual cramps to the point where I’ll throw up,and have diarrhea every other month. Lately it’s been in a row. My boyfriend and I work together in his companionship company. Earlier this week, I got my period and it was day 1. I was fine throughout the early morning and once it hit 10am, my cramps started to come in really bad. During those times my lower abdomen is in so much pain, I feel nauseous and weak. The pain is fucking unbearable. (During my period I’m kinda in between wanting his affection and care and some time to myself.) Part of our work day involves going to the library, my cramps started there and I told him we may have to leave early so you can drop me home because I’m in bad shape. He says ok. He steps out to be on the phone(he was on the phone for a while), I had to walk downstairs and head outside to tell him we need to leave now, before I can finish he cut me off to let me know he’s on the phone for me to wait. As the cramps worsen I become persistent, I walk out the library and lay out on the back of his car. I call him multiple times saying let’s go, he signals me to wait again. I start calling him on his phone to interrupt his call. After 30mins we leave, on the road I feel the need to throw up. I tell him turn off the AC, I can’t take the cold air I need fresh air. He says no there’s no difference. I know my body...THERES A FUCKING DIFFERENCE. Eventually we pull to the side for me to throw up, he didn’t even assist in even giving a back rub,words of encouragement like “it’s ok baby,you’ll get through this like always” just stayed scrolling on his phone. Oh did I forget to mention he said “Hurry up”, didn’t know I can fast forward throwing up. After throwing up all I had for breakfast, we drive off to the house. At this point I’m helpless and weak. 1.He didn’t help me out the car, so I had to physically try to walk myself to the door. I felt so lightheaded and dizzy I fell to the ground. He had already walked inside. I had to crawl to the side door and force my body up to get in. I COULDNT walk to the bathroom to throw up more, get undressed to sit in the tub full of hot water (which he could’ve assisted me in or at least ask what can he help with). Ladies I was on the ground obviously helpless, he left it up to his 9 and 11 year old nieces to help me. All he did was take out a tylenol PM and handed it to them. He said “I can’t help people that can’t help themselves...people that say ‘I can’t’. I really fucking couldn’t and I was asking for his help. After he made that statement, he left as he said “I’m out”. His nieces helped me into the tub and I sat in hot water. Eventually his mom gets home and she helps me by making a tea for me. Later when he gets home and I’m sleeping on the bed, as I wake up he’s playing it all cool like everything is good and gravy. I was so hurt by the way he treated me that day. I thought I could move on from the situation, I couldn’t. Today I tried to have a convo about it and he dismissed it all with his same excuse “I can’t help people that say I can’t” like the war that was going on in my uterus at the time wanted to hear that shit.