It's too hard sometimes

[TooLateForMe]

On the way to my parents I stopped by W's apt. Had a good day w/ her and the girls. The day ended w/ us all looking through family photos. I realized what a jerk I've been for not being in more pictures. I mentioned that I regretted my vasectomy and wished we could have had a baby together (DDs are not biologically mine). It was clear that my absence has had a negative effect on the dynamic between W and DDs. She's never been a strong disciplinarian and tends to yell and argue w/ the girls.

She told me a friend was going to help w/ the rest of the rent.

My mom said she would help and when I mentioned this to my W, she agreed that would be a good idea. Then mentioned she was going to a concert, one I would love to go to WITH HER. She was bright and cheery and didn't mention anything about the financial sitch. I expected some info as yesterday was the day the landlord would be putting up the eviction notice. No word about any of that.

I figure she has it all worked out and she's going to the show w/ some guy I don't even know. A guy who's willing to shell out three-hundred bucks to some woman he hasn't seen in years and lives a couple thousand miles away (he's some old friend--she's found a lot of them of late).

It's all fine and my mom is avoiding telling my dad about giving money to W. Slight drama and if W is okay then she doesn't need the money from my mom, right?

All hell breaks loose when I tell W this.

Lesson: NEVER GO BACK ON ANYTHING YOU SAY TO WAW!!

I smooth it out, but lesson learned.

Also, W doesn't trust me re money and support. If I have ANY chance, it's via the money/responsibility rebuilding. And I have to be proactive.