I'll start by saying I'm not even sure this is the right place to post this. This is long, thanks in advance for reading...

About a month ago, my wife's great uncle passed. My wife has a female cousin who we met up with st the funeral. Months before the funeral, said cousin messaged me on Facebook; she sells makeup and my wife wanted some mirror that she sold. So it was around the time of valentines day and I bought the mirror. I added the cousin on Facebook. I noticed some of her posts were not the happiest. I messaged her and asked her what was going on, she explained that her car got repoed and her boyfriend who is the father of her two kids, wasn't able to help too much as while he works full time, there is only so much money available... Totally understandable.

Now we are at the wake. Cousin shows, and she and I sit down and just talk for hours. She explains how things with the boyfriend aren't going well and she's essentially over it. She's worried that he will somehow end up with custody. I explain that in most cases, that's not how it works... But the boyfriend has her scared into believing that he will get custody. She has no car so she can't get to work to make money to be able to get out and start... A vicious cycle Im familiar with.

That night I turn to my wife and I said, what if we just bought your cousin an inexpensive car? Something for A to B. Nothing fancy. Wife agrees it could be a good idea. Secretly this is a dream of mine. I grew up dirt poor and I always wanted to be Ina position to help someone out who needs it. The fact that it's a female with two kids doesn't hurt either as I'm a sucker for a damsel in distress...that's not meant to sound showvenistic (yes, I'm aware I absolutely butchered that spelling.) I was raised by a single mother and we needed help so that naturally tugs on the heart strings.

So I messaged the cousin and explained that that is what we would do. She was beyond ecstatic, and we agreed to go out Saturday. This decision was made Thursday. Later that night, she messages me saying how shit is about to go down. She decided to tell the boyfriend that she had had enough and that she wanted him out.

Next day is Friday. We are at the funeral, and while she made her decision, she is clearly beside herself. Not much conversation is taking place. As I always want people to be happy, this is bothering me, but the realist in me knows what it is. After the funeral, we go to the repass dinner. My wife takes her home to get her kids, and she comes to the dinner. We are discussing different cars and shit. It ends up she prefers a truck it just makes her feel safe. For the same money, I don't really care what we get. So we messaged a few people from Facebook, craigs list, letgo, etc and make some appointments.

Saturday I pick her up in the morning. We go to see the first truck, but the idiot selling it isn't home and despite numerous discussions about what time we'd be there, he left his house AFTER we showed up. We have two crying kids with us, so we leave. We are driving to see truck 2, boyfriend calls. I can tell that this fucked her up, and I asked her, doesn't he know we are truck shopping? She says yes, we go on about the day. We go to see truck 2, nice enough but it has issues, so we go to see truck 3...the winner. On the way home, we are discussing how her boyfriend isn't affectionate, which hits me hard because I start to realize during this conversation that my wife and I have that same issue. So now I end up in a deep depression for a few days. This is Saturday.

Tuesday is the day we go to pick up the truck. We had to register it, so we paid the owners and they gave us the title. We are driving down to the truck, and she turns to me as we are talking, and says okay, we are going to get personal. Do you and your wife use toys...i reply, and we continue discussing. I mention this as this will become important later.

So we register the truck, she drives it home, and thats that. We continue talking over the next few days and weeks about anything and everything. Including some details of each other's sex lives... Nothing crazy, just some things. I have several female best friends and we all discuss that shit together, my wife is aware of it and doesn't care, so its not a thing. We offer her and her kids to come stay with us for awhile... Enough time to get her job squared away, get child care situated, figure out the social services she will need, etc. Cool.

So a week or so ago, as things were beginning to get seemingly better between her and her boyfriend, I get a punch in the gut... The boyfriend feels it's inappropriate that she and u speak as often as we do, and he told her he doesn't want that happening. Initially, she basically told him to fuck off as she doesn't have anyone she's close with and I'm family (I say this because logically that's fact, I was trying to help a family member when I bought her the truck). So I think nothing of it. At this point she also started saying how she didn't like what she was reading about the local school districts near me... I said you're not going to be in this house long enough for that to matter, your kids have a few years before they are school aged and a lot can change in that time...i will say here that I learned that the cousin is a self admitted basket case... She has deeper rooted trust issues than I do, which I. Legit never thought was possible

Then, the next day, we are talking, and the tone kind of changes. She gets mad at me for asking questions that pertain to me, saying I'm trying to get involved in her personal life... Which I wasn't. At that point, I told her I needed to take a step back as all I wanted to do was help and it doesn't appear as though I'm doing that and I now have stress, anxiety and a lack of sleep, etc. So I take the next day and analyze all of this...this was last Saturday... I realize that I knew her for like 5 minutes when we decided to help her, but figured as it was my wife's cousin, it would be a good thing. I realize the situation was more fluid than I realized at the time, and so in my head she was leaving, but in reality that wasn't necessarily the case. So I cleared. My head out and I was mostly good. So I message her that night and basically say I sorted the shit out, and if she's good, I'm good. She says she's good.

We don't talk much on Monday other than to confirm we are all having dinner at the aunts house, which is something we agreed to do when the uncle passed. Turns out my wife and I aren't going, and the cousin asked me thst. I told her it was news to me.

Tuesday night wife and I go to trivia with friend of ours. Cousin messages her and says boyfriend wants to meet us... Which is something I suggested earlier that day. Cool. But my wife and the cousin keep talking, and my wife asks her what he wants with us... Cousin says he wants to question us probably. Wife says that's not cool... We didn't do anything wrong, and if the boyfriend tries to make me seem like a piece of shit or something, there will be issues.

Next day cousin messages wife. Says how some of our conversations were inappropriate and never should have happened. Wife says that she participated willingly so don't try to make it seem like I'm the bad guy. She says she's not, but they shouldn't have happened and she would not be okay with her boyfriend having those conversations with anyone, family or not. She also says that he's not okay with us talking as much as we do, family or not, and she really wants to make this work. Punch to the guy 2.

I tell the cousin that she was actually the one who opened the door to those conversations (recall what I said above about her turning to me in the truck) and that she was never forced to do that. I said I just want you to be comfortable and chill and shit around me, so whatever it has to be. I also said that the boyfriend thinking that us talking is inappropriate is weird because we are family. I have many female friends who I speak to regularly and it's not some odd shit. She said she doesn't want to discuss that stuff anymore and so we won't. I say fine, but it's not fair that you're making me out to be a leper when I didn't do anything wrong. I basically end the conversation with that she won't be hearing from me much if at all because all I wanted to do was do a good thing and it doesn't seem or feel like thats what it is anymore.

Wednesday night I'm walking into my bedroom... And it all hits me like a ton of bricks...shes lying to the boyfriend. She told him my wife offered to buy her the truck... My wife took her out for it... My wife paid for the registration... My wife came up with the idea... Thats why he thinks it's weird that we talk as much as we do... He thinks my wife did everything. Now I'm just fucking pissed off... And she won't tell him the truth.

I said that to her as well, but naturally there was no response.

So now my head is all fucked up because logically I can't behind and don't understand how I did a good thing in hopes that we could all forge a relationship and become close and cool and shit, and instead of that I bought her a truck and now have a proverbial knife hanging out of my back. My friends and wife are mostly tired of hearing about it but I still feel like shit. I mean right now as I right this, it's mostly over and out of my head.. I'm just kind if waiting on someone to say something that will kind of free me from this, so to speak lol... I obsess over things so naturally that's what thus has been for the past few weeks.

Thanks for reading.