Love has to be defined. Did my WH love me when he was having the affair? No. Obviously not. Love doesn't DO that. He did not love me, his children, or his God. He chose himself over all of us. Adultery is so horrible. I rank it above my parents' divorce, my brother's death and my rape, on the pain spectrum. It is the ultimate act of betrayal - the ultimate UNloving action.
My H insists he loved me - and I believe he truly felt that he did. ASIDE FROM THE AFFAIR - ie. The lying, the humiliating, the deception, the BV, the unprotected sex leading to an OC, the money (my son had holes in all his pants and he was buying MLC clothes and flowers, etc.). He said, "I always made sure I bought you flowerd, too."
The point is, he didn't feel at the time like his A cost me anything. He didn't feel like he was taking anything from our marriage... he was just adding a little something to his own life on the side. He still considered himself a very good husband during the A. So did I, actually - I thought we had the most beautiful marriage ever.
His brother is an alcoholic, abusive, pimps out his daughter, taught her to look to men for validation... my H always says, "But he loves his kids". His parents were t.v. movie of the week abusive... you wouldn't even believe the stories... but he always says, "We knew they loved us." I have said to him, "That is NOT love".
None of us have a corner on what love is. Since my H's A I have really raised the bar for myself, and so has he. I have had to redefine it in the context of my marriage.
No, during his A my H did not love me. He was attached to me - to the idea of me. He wanted to keep me. He did not purpose in his heart to hurt me like this. He didn't want anyone else the way he wanted me. He loved me to the best and extent of his abilities, which were very damaged. Tbh, the choices he made are still so unbelievable to me, I'm not sure I was even actually a person to him during his A.
It hurts. It is something I have had to grieve. But I am not going to give myself false comfort by taking that word and making it small to suit his A-brain. Love is sacred. We rise to it, we do not sink to it.
I am one year past DDay, and I have great hope for my marriage. My H has done so much hard work. He has truly, truly repented for what he did to us.
I remind myself - and I think you will understand what I mean - he betrayed God long before he betrayed me. Should God take that personally? His A was not about love. It was actually about the complete absence of love, and what that looks like in a person.
It sounds like your H is doing all the right things, beginning with telling you the truth. Truth is the biggest part of love. It is a solid foundation on which to rebuild.
((Childoftheking))