Ignorant but happy or miserable and not believing in love anymore

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So I just found out I got cheated on. I know the protocol of cutting all ties with her and never looking back but something's been bothering me. She said that when we're finally together, assuming marriage (yes it was going pretty well and we talked about marriage a lot) she would tell me everything, her infidelity. I know I am sane in assuming what she said is flat out absurd and if I didn't find out she'll take it to her grave. She insisted that she really did plan on confessing and I believe she thinks its okay to cheat since she planned on telling me all along. Didn't believe her shit and walked away.

So here's the question; would it be better to be an ignorant fuck but is the happiest man on earth or being a miserable man having to go through all this shit. By shit I mean the task of getting back up, fixing myself again, keeping busy until the next one appears again but this time with doubts.