Numb, I have forgiven him, yes. Meaning I'm not angry or resentful about it, or devastatingly hurt any more. I don't think he will do it again.
Have I moved on? Somewhat, perhaps a lot, but that's got a lot to do with the other points I made to you. I could be more moved on, but it has taken quite a struggle to get this far. It's worth it now, mostly, but had I known what I was in for at the start I would have run. That's the truth. Or maybe if I didn't have teenagers at a certain stage.
Because a cheater is also a leopard who had certain spots, and doesn't give them up easily, if you forgive the pun.
For the betrayed party, most often a woman, the game is up, isn't it, on all sorts of selfish behaviours about which you may have previously grumbled and bickered?
Now, you see more clearly. You are able to analyse the inequality and power imbalance. You are way less patient with laziness, lying and general bullshit. Because if you are going to move through this pain, and get over the lies, he had better be worth it and you had better be not doubting it.
The infidelity changes YOU.
My experience was three months hysterical bonding and good and considerate behaviour, followed by a slow slide and reversion. Not back to infidelity, but to the shitty and entitled behaviour which preceded it.
I wouldn't tolerate that. So it has been a struggle and I have dragged him kicking and screaming, eg by considering divorce more than once, and refusing to be his mummy.
So there it is. It is hard. I don't think poor H had any idea how life changing for both of us his infidelity was going to be.