I never expected to see my spouse in the psych ward after his efforts to commit me over the years. But there he was; and he was angry with me, again. My name is Dayle Kane, and I haven't had much luck with men in my life. My first husband believed that a good time was coupling me with his friends and colleagues, blaming me for his perpetual adultery and compulsive lying, and of course stripping me of all self-respect. It was as fun as it sounds. My second relationship wasn't much better. But I lived through these hard times while trying to raise a son with special needs, a daughter with...