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"Once you're locked away in a psychiatric hospital, the insurance payout is mine." My husband dialed 911 right in front of me, his voice trembling like a terrified victim. "My wife is having another violent episode. She's trying to hurt our son." When I was finally released, his mistress had already moved into my home. She was ripping apart my son's therapy bead string with her bare hands. The wooden beads scattered across the floor and rolled to my feet. My son had been waiting for me. I didn't scream. I didn't fight. Because everyone believed I was insane. And tomorrow, the court would decide whether I would lose my son forever.