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			<title>jerama on "Group therapy"</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 13:34:04 +0000</pubDate>
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			<description>A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session with four young &#60;br /&#62;
mothers and their small children. 'You all have obsessions,' he stated. &#60;br /&#62;
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To the first mother, Mary, he said, 'You are obsessed with eating. &#60;br /&#62;
You've even named your daughter Candy.' &#60;br /&#62;
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He turned to the second mother, Ann: 'Your obsession is with money. &#60;br /&#62;
Again, it manifests itself in your child's name, Penny.' &#60;br /&#62;
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He turned to the third mother, Joyce: 'Your obsession is alcohol. &#60;br /&#62;
This too shows itself in your child's name, Brandy.' &#60;br /&#62;
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At this point, the fourth mother, Kathy, quietly got up, &#60;br /&#62;
took her little boy by the hand and whispered, &#60;br /&#62;
'Come on, Dick, this man has no idea what he's talking about. &#60;br /&#62;
Let's go and pick up Willy from school and go and have dinner.'</description>
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