I'm almost a year ahead of you on my timeline. My Dipshit STBHX slept with my BFF since 4th grade. It was the last straw after finding out he was doing the Craig's List thing. And yes, I had comforted her through her own husband cheating. I wasn't pregnant at the time. We had been married 18 years with 3 kids.
It does get better!
I cut xBFF out of my life completely. I discovered which of my friends were really there for me and have developed better relationships with them. I don't miss her at all anymore.
I'm in the process of divorcing Dipshit. He was diagnosed SA (Sex Addict) and is seeing a therapist and CSAT (Certified Sex Addiction Therapist). He probably would have liked to R. But even though I was a SAHM, I couldn't stay in that situation, for my own, and my kids' well-being. It took 10 months, but my heart has finally caught up with my head. I don't want him back anymore.
I won't lie, this past year has been rough. I was diagnosed with MDD (Major Depressive Disorder) and briefly hospitalized. We signed our house over to the bank because we couldn't afford it and Dipshit's new apartment. Dipshit was arrested for sexing with a minor, and he lost his job because he failed a drug test. The kids and I are living with my parents and living on Food Stamps and what little of his Unemployment Dipshit sends us. But it is still a whole lot better than the weeks immediately after D-Day living in limbo.
The biggest thing that has gotten me through this is my kids. As I posted on FB today: My kids are the reason I wake up each morning, the reason I breath... and why my hair is falling out, my house is a mess and I'm crazy. I know it's hard with a little one and another on the way. Those pregnancy hormones sure can't help the emotional rollercoaster we all go through.
I recommend therapeutic ice cream, and leaning on the friends and family you can count on. I don't know what kind of RL support you have, but take advantage of it while you can.
((BrokenDoe))Edited to correct stupid typos.
Double Betrayal D-Day 7/26/2013
Two steps forward and one step backwards, is still progress.