I don’t know what to do. I need help. Please.

Hey everyone. I have been on here for a bit sharing my experiences with OCD, this ain’t particularly OCD related. But it’s definitely not helping me with it. I can’t turn to anyone. No one can help me. And I’m feeling hopeless. Can someone please give me some hope or anything.. I had to move into my grandmothers home. With my boyfriend and my dog. I can go nowhere else. No one else could take me. My uncle also lives here. Most of the time we get along but sometimes. He gets in moods. Where he decides I have done something wrong. Like last night. He said I touched the dishwasher when I didn’t. And today he got upset with me for touching the fridge. I ended up fixing it. It ended up being a glitch or something. I was talking on the phone afterwards. I had already cried after all that. Because I guess I’m to sensitive. And I’m scared of him. I’m 22 and terrified of my uncle. I know.. anyway. I called a friend to try and cheer me up. Anyway he overheard me on the phone. I was not speaking on the situation. But he assumed I was. Specifically he believed I was talking to my mother. And he said if my mother stirs up any drama. Then me, my partner and our dog. Would be kicked out the next day guaranteed.. my grandmother is on holiday. So it’s normally just me and him home. This frightened me obviously. I have no where else to go. We have no where else to go. My boyfriend has gotten to go to work everyday and escape it. He tells me to just put up with it. Just until we can save up enough money for a car etc. which will be ages away. And that damn car is his first goal and not another roof over our heads. Which I’m trying not to get frustrated about. It’s hard. I can’t find work. I have a few job interviews. But after tonight. After that threat. Nothing feels stable. It’s a ticking time bomb right? Until he finds something to get rid of us about? I have been well behaved. Kept to myself. I have let him speak down to me. I have taken blame. Anything to keep the peace. And I don’t know how much more I can take. My eyes sting from the tears. My boyfriend told me to cry quietly. “Please try and keep it down” was my comfort. He is scared of him too I suppose. I can’t tell my mother. She will start something and everything will go to ruin. I tell my sister. She can’t do anything. They can’t have me at her place. My friend tried looking for accommodation for me. But it’s looking grim. At least he tried to help. It hurts. My uncle a few nights ago was telling me how there is nothing he wouldn’t have done for us growing up. How I was family. And how he could see me being here for a long while and that I was safe here and no one would kick me out.. then today. His threat came. Over something I didn’t even do. All his words were a lie to me. And I’m stupid to have even wanted to believe it. Now we had planned a beach trip tomorrow. He will act like he didn’t just threaten to throw his niece out on the street in a day. And I will behave. Because I have no choice, I will not speak my mind. Because I know it will get me nowhere. I will play happy like I don’t feel betrayed and hurt. And fucking terrified. Everyone says it’s cause he drinks that he has these changes. Some say bipolar. I just know it got worse once my grandmother went away on holiday. And she won’t be back for a long while. After this he cooked us dinner and everything like that all didn’t happen it’s fucking jarring. I lost my appetite anyway and ate none of it. Said I was sick. I barely even eat here anyway. Scared to use anything in case I do something wrong. Today all I ate was an ice-block from the freezer. I got in trouble for that because he thought I touched the wrong button on the fridge. My feelings don’t matter. My tears need to be hidden. My complaints unheard. I feel as if I have no one in my corner. And no one to protect me. And maybe i’m 22 and should save myself. I don’t know how. Not even myself. I’m isolated here. It’s this or homelessness. This was my last option.. if this falls through. I’m homeless. If it was just me. I would honestly just live on the street. But my boyfriend and dog. I can’t.. If you’re still here. Thank you. I don’t know what to do. How do i survive this. How do I survive him? Please anyone..