My brother is such a prick. He moved everything in the garage to where it is IMPOSSIBLE for me to…

My brother is such a prick. He moved everything in the garage to where it is IMPOSSIBLE for me to get to ANY of my possessions, and I'm not in any way shape or form able to move a bunch of heavy shit to get to my things. I have absolutely nothing to do and none of my possessions in this house... The reason I didn't help with moving the things in the first place is because I had been ASSAULTED at 6 weeks pregnant, by my crazy ex roommate and 1. Wasn't allowed on the premises and 2. Was in serious pain after being fucking ASSAULTED. He is too busy to help me move anything and he is such an asshole every time I mention it. I can't find any of my things. I keep all my things straight and tidy and organized always and idk if anybody understands this but it literally makes me want to die looking at all my possessions strewn everywhere and everything is ruined. OCD, sure. But it literally makes me want to die. Everything is a MESS and I can't do anything about it, there is dangerous and heavy things everywhere.