Backstory, my husband (27m) of 4 years tried to cheat on me (28f) a year ago. I didn’t find out about it until 6 months ago. We had an argument because I found out he had been watching porn our whole 13 years of being together even though that was a firm boundary I set in the beginning. He then out of rage said, “I’m a visual guy, I need to see more women than just you. And because I had to lie to you about that, I was also lying to you about other things I was doing.” He made sure to let me know it was all my fault that he was lying instead of respecting a boundary in the first place. He then disclosed to me that he tried to get the courage to ask his coworker to sleep with him. He was too nervous so he never did but the entire 9-5 shifts he would just be trying to get the courage to ask her, until she moved out of state. He said he wasn’t proud of that but sometimes he regrets not going all the way with her because “she was hot.” He has since apologized and I started therapy. This has been an extremely hard 6 months. We decided to try to make things work. We’ve literally grown up together, he’s been my best friend. He’s been treating me better, I’m not crying every day anymore, he agreed to completely cut out porn for good so I feel respected. I thought things were getting better. I thought I was doing better. Until his coworker moved back to our state. I saw her the other day at the bank and I almost threw up. Everything came back to me, all the emotions. Anger, sadness, grief. Will it ever get better? Or is this life now?