My H has agreed to one. I just wonder if it really proves anything...
I made some calls. I have family members who are in law enforcement and they gave me someone's number.
I asked 4 questions:
Was the story you told about the phone true? (yes)
Are you gay?( The poly administrator wasn't too pleased with this question, but I insisted.) (no)
Other than the one time your wife knows about, have you had any sexual contact of any kind with anyone since November 1997? (no)
Do you want to be in a safe, healthy,loving marriage with confused615? (yes)
It was a huge turning point for me.
Although Im still not convinced he isn't going to come home one day and tell me he's gay.
PollyA...I know your story...Iv'e read your posts. Im so sorry.
..that feeling you get in your stomach, when you heart's broken. It's like all the butterflies just died.
Secondly, the beauty of a poly is that sometimes it forces the 'parking lot confession.' Yeah, they're all big and confident that they're going to ace this test and blah blah blah, but when the day to take the test comes, quite a few of them suddenly lose all their bravado and start singing like a canary when they know they're about to be wired up to a poly machine and have a test administrator tell you what liars they are. That's pretty intimidating and humiliating (and it should be).
But beware - a lot of them will confess to something minor that you didn't know before, still withholding most of the truth. They panic, throw you a bone before you walk into the poly office, and pray that their little morsel will be enough for you to change your mind about the test and think that you now have the truth. You don't.
Let him confess all he wants as you're backing out of the driveway to drive to the poly office, or as you're walking in the parking lot towards the polygraph office. But DON'T cancel the test just because he throws you a bone.
Remember - for every rat you DO see, there are 50 more that you DON'T.
So don't cancel no matter what little tidbit he throws your way!!!!