Bradley just took the polygraph. Ya know, the one that decided our fate. If you recall, and for those of you who don't, Bradley had to pass two consecutive polygraphs to get a recommendation from his Probation Officer and "therapist" to the judge for us to live together and be a family.
I slept over at his place last night. Well, I didn't sleep at all. I was so nervous. My stomach has been in knots all day. While I was up all night I read this e-book called "The Lie Behind the Lie Detector" If you're ever bored, it's a good read. It makes you wonder why a polygraph even exists given it has no scientific merit. Hence why it's inadmissible in court, and yet he has to take one every few months to "prove" he's not doing this or that.
Anyways, I've been a nervous wreck all day. Even though I couldn't sleep last night, I have been too nervous to try and take a little nap. The test was at 9:00am. By 11:00 I still hadn't heard from him. I'm thinking "well, is no news good news?" I've been preparing myself for the worst. Some may say I'm a pessimist, but I call it being realistic. I was thinking about what we would do next if he didn't pass. Should we break up? Should we go to court? Before I could decide my entire future based solely off of "what ifs" and speculation, my phone starts ringing.
Bradley was face timing me. I didn't want to answer. I was too scared. I didn't want to hear that the justice system has failed us yet again. I didn't want to see all my dreams go up in smoke. I didm' t want to face reality that I'd have to tell Cassidy he isn't going to be her dad anymore.
When I answered he had the biggest smile ever. I just burst into tears.
He passed.
And now we can FINALLY get on with the rest of our lives...
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