Two Sides

I didn’t want to be unprepared for this hurricane like I was last time so I made up a list of the essential hurricane supplies. Things that won’t spoil if we don’t have power for a few days.

water
Pop tarts
Chips
Snacks
Fruit cups
Vienna sausages
Peanut Butter
Jelly
Bread
Juice
Ice
Flashlights
Batteries

Then I e-mailed the list to my Baby Daddy as kind of a ‘you can help in this situation TOO’. Not really expecting anything, but doing it just to give him the opportunity to deny or help.

He called me at 5:30pm today.

“I’m coming by the bring all the stuff.”
“What stuff?” I asked, surprised.
“The hurricane stuff you said you needed.”
“Oh.”

He brought everything.

That’s how he is.

He gets everything I ask him for.

But ofcourse when I ASK he has to give a slick ass comment or a lecture about why I’m in the situation I’m in then he ALWAYS hangs up in my face.

But he gets everything I ask him for.

But why do I always have to ASK? Man, I don’t know.

It’s like being punched in the stomache and then given a thousand dollars. You need that help, but you can do without the abuse. But you need help and you appreciate the help, but you don’t appreciate what comes with it.

How do you feel love and contempt for one person at the same time?