AIO that my bfs dad took away my room

My boyfriend and I argue constantly. He’s constantly waking me up by playing games, yelling at people or to his friends, playing loud music, and this is at like 7-8am. He is unnecessarily loud and he says nasty things. Well since we’ve been arguing so much I decided to clean out a room in our house. And I was the happiest I’ve been in a long time. Prior to this I was shelling out $500 a week to stay in a motel room. Which was fine. I had a full time job and was trying to save up for a house since I was illegally evicted from my last one. I actually liked the motel room. It was convenient and I got to keep the job I loved. Well, his dad and mom found out we were staying in a motel room (that I paid for, alone might I add, 90% of the time.) They promised I could decorate it any way I wanted, I could make it mine, I wouldn’t have to feel uncomfortable. Around that same time my grandma passed away and she was my only living relative i have a strong relationship with /so I agreed.

But im really regretting it now because I have nothing here either. I’m just existing.. I’m 2 hours away from all my friends and anyone I know and it’s hard. And sometimes I need an escape. I’m autistic so I need things to be a certain way and a certain vibe to feel comfortable. I’d always felt uncomfortable in the room we shared. And since we argue I thought it’d be healthy to change my environment and create one customized to things I like and whatnot. It wasn’t even much . It’s just a room. We don’t have dressers or anything since he refuses to take me to get anything off marketplace, so this new room had a closet and I didn’t have to keep my clothes in baskets or boxes. It took me two days and 6-9 hours to get the room clean and TV to work. My new cat was finally getting to the point he wouldn’t just pee whereever it’s convenient because it was a good halfway point in the house without having it in the kitchen. We’ve been living here for 6 months and I only just cleaned this other bedroom out 2 weeks ago. And it made me so happy. I haven’t had a consistent home in so long and it make me feel better and like I had more of a home. I feel like I deserve it since I’m the only one who’s ever cleaned a dish or mopped a floor since we’ve been here. I clean everything, I make sure we have food in the house even when we’re dead broke , I make sure we have money for other stuff. I only make 8-12 hours a week at my current job but he encouraged me not to pursue finding another job. But yall I had to cry to get this man to take me to dollar general, yall. I’ve been out into the world maybe a dozen times since we’ve lived here in 6 months. Besides getting food. Im talking about just a trip to Walmart is a treat.

So well we stay here alone but his dad came to visit and ended up replacing the floor in the room he stays in while he’s here, and completely destroyed my room by moving all the stuff from that room, tools and all. I spent days making sure the house was spotless, wiping down cabinets walls and mopping and raking leaves and taking out the trash. I take out the trash. I get him to take the containers to the road. But he missed that the last 2 weeks. His dad ended up leaving bc he was pissed at him for not even actively trying to help with the floor, and when he did help he did it wrong and didn’t try to help fix it. But his dad left my room a mess and I’m upset. There’s a roll of laminate flooring in here and I offered to finish his dad’s floor but apparently they’re not going to be using that. It literally just is gonna be cut to size and stapled down anyway. But no I can’t do that. I can’t put the stuff in the room cause it’s just plywood down, I’m not allowed to put it in our back room cause he says his dad’s gonna be mad. But I feel like his dad would like to see him finish the floor himself and he’s too lazy so he lied and is gonna wait like 4 months or who knows until his dad comes back and finishes it. I feel like I was robbed of something special to me and it doesn’t help I lost my soulmate of a cat a year ago today, I’ve never had a consistent home in my life, and it’s our anniversary and he doesn’t really offer to do anything with me or for me. He spent like 50$ on outfits for Halloween just to go to his job for 10 minutes but he says $50 taking me out is expensive.

Is he just a lost cause? Is he trying to make my life miserable? He never offers any solutions or seems to care, just call me a cry baby or say I overreact and other mean stuff. This causes me to lash out and be meaner and then I have to take the blame every time. I just wanted an escape from all these negative feelings. Idk what to do, but is this just not worth my energy ? I only want to be happy.