Is our relationship better? Yes.
He's not a liar anymore. He's confessed his secret sexual life that occurred during our relationship even prior to marriage (we dated almost 5 years before marriage).
He has recognized that the people he surrounded himself with were all similar to him. (I had ZERO clue that our friends (all husbands and fathers now) were doing what they are doing - it's made me wonder if are there any men out there who TRULY respect women?)
His first priority is making himself a good person. He runs every decision through a lens of how it would affect his integrity, and his family. Work is now fundraising and not where he worth comes from. This leads to more quality family time and our kids see and feel his genuine love.
I think he loves me. Genuinely loves ME. I do not think he loved me for the first 20 years of our relationship. I don't think he loved himself either.
However is our MARRIAGE better? No. Our marriage died before it even started, I just didn't even know. I married a person who didn't respect me or have enough courage to say no to a litany of things. Including strippers and physical contact with other people. I had no idea that he never respected himself much less me or the institution of marriage. That he had been a liar his whole life to make himself look good because he was afraid to be himself and afraid he wasn't good enough. Instead of being a good person, he chose to do things that went against his own moral compass and subsequently left ME feeling like I wasn't good enough.
I have not forgiven myself for staying in the marriage. I feel dirty when I think about my own body now, much less his. (This mainly has to do with the fact that he lied about sex and I was sleeping with him for two years after he had unprotected sex with a woman who had a reputation for her questionable behavior with male colleagues and I think about what he has done every single time I am naked or anywhere near him.) I am ashamed that I want comfort from someone who disrespected me so much and lied and gaslighted me for two years. It's a complete and total mind-fuck.
Is he a better person today? Yes. But I am not. I'm nowhere near who I used to be and spend a majority of my time being numb. Because when I feel joy, grief and loss immediately follow. Even with things about my kids.
I stay though, because sometimes I will read a post on here (I'm looking at you OldWounds and SMS and W2BHA and Sissoon and countless others) that gives me hope that there is a light at the end of the tunnel where the affair still lives, but I can too.
And I'm not an optimistic person. So it's hard. But TBH, my other option is to leave, ruin my kids' lives, and give up on the chance to live a promising future out with a man who I honestly say daily would make someone a really great husband.