I am not confused

[someonewholovesthemselves]

I have decided to move out. I'm moving from my house to a guest house. My father is paying for it obviously. Ever since I told him this, he is being weird. It seems as if he is upset. I know for sure, he would cry. He told me the following.
1) You are ungrateful. You have a house, a family and you're moving away from us.
2) You cannot have a private accommodation. There has to be someone their with you, and a few classmates (its near my college) that he can be in touch with.
3) What is your sleep schedule going to be like? If you don't have a good sleep schedule, I don't care if you're healthy or unhealthy, you're going to be at home.
4) You're going to eat from their kitchen? You'll surely develop a stomach disease.
5) You're going to make me feel ashamed.
6) I don't want to allow you to move.
7) So we are not good enough is that why you're moving out?
I know this is abuse.
I am an empty shell of myself. All I had was love for him. And now, as I'm grieving and will continue to grieve, I'll be empty. A void in me. I love him, I just respect myself more. Either I break the pattern or the pattern breaks me. I have tried the latter. I'm going for the former now.
He broke my heart so bad, I don't even  want to love anyone ever again.
I'm gonna fill myself with love for myself this time.
By the way, I was sick, couldn't function today, like most days, he made me walk a really long distance for someone thats sick, in this scorching heat. Maybe, he did it by mistake. Maybe he didn't care.
Also, he has been with me to all my appointments for the last 3 years. He asked me today (because he is to meet college authorities they're concerned about my health)  what mental health problem i have. I was shocked. He didn't even know what I had.
A part of me still believes that all of this is a facade. He loves me. He cares for me. He doesn't. I'm projecting how I feel for him, onto him.
People that truly love us, change their behaviour when they realize they're hurting us. They don't get offended by our reaction to their disrespect.
I loved him so much. I won't be able to love anyone as much as I loved him. This is so sad. Why couldn't he just love me back. Why is it so hard. Why did it have to be me. Why are my problems unrelated to dating or gossip.
He is yelling at someone outside my room.