I, 23f got my wisdom teeth out yesterday, and my whole mouth has been infected from food getting stuck in two different mouth wholes/pockets prior to the surgery. Needless to say, I’m having a bad week.

My boyfriend and I don’t live together. He worked today and told me to let me know if I need anything, he works just down the street so he’d bring me anything I need. I told him I’m fine, but thank you.

My friend Eric was messaging me today, asking me how the recovery is going, how my mouth is, etc. He asked me what I’ve eaten today, and I said I haven’t eaten yet. I tried to eat some leftover Mac and cheese but it wasn’t doing it for me.

He said ‘I’m going to get and bring you food, where has food you can eat and what can I get you’ Eric isn’t really the type to take no for an answer (in a helpful way not a creepy way) so I just told him soup from Panera. I rarely accept help from others so yeah, he knows I’ll just say I’m fine even if I’m not.

He brought me soup, and I posted a picture of him with my soup on my Snapchat. My family members follow me and like to look at how I’m doing. It’s an easy way for me to update everyone at once sorta. I’ve had a million questions from my family about how I’m doing, with the infection and surgery and all.

My boyfriend saw this and was upset that I let my friend bring me food. He said why didn’t I tell him I want food, and ask him to bring me food. I told him I didn’t ask Eric to bring me food, he just insisted and I agreed. I don’t really see the big deal, I’ve been kinda high off pain meds and my whole mouth hurts. I just agreed to what was insisted.

He’s been kind of cold with me the last few hours, and has insisted that I’m the asshole here, and that I shouldn’t let anyone else take care of me.

I don’t really get it. AITAH?