TW mention of suicide

My boyfriend and I have a 6 month old son together. Since January he hasn’t had work since the company shut down due to covid. Fine. I can handle finances. Whatever. But he’s also not helped around the house, no dishes, laundry, hell he won’t even take the fucking dogs out so they piss and shit everywhere. He never cleans up after himself and all he does is whine about how he literally never feels good. Ever. He spends 2 hours in the bathroom but refuses to go to a doctor for it, all of his cards expired within the last four months and I’m a full time college full time employee and full time mother to our son. How the fuck am I suppose to do all of this? I love him but he refuses any help and then on the off day he is feeling ~well enough~ to leave the bed and help me clean he BITCHES ABOUT FOUR WATER BOTTLES UPSTAIRS SAYING “it’s not like we don’t have a garbage can up here.” EXCUSE ME ARE YOU FUCKING JOKING RIGHT NOW? I lost it. I’m about ready to leave but last time I left he would have killed himself if the gun didn’t jam. Im so done. I have no money because I pay ALL the bills and gas that he uses to go visit his good for nothing piece of shit father who has overfed my son to the point where he couldnt poop for two weeks straight and makes him overheat by adding a bunch of layers to him when he’s literally sweating. I’m just so over this. He wasn’t like this before. Now I just feel like a single mom to two kids, a 6 month old and a 24 year old. Why the fuck do I even bother.