I know T cares about me, but sometimes I hate that he does, like if he really sees the real me, he wouldn't care at all. He used to tell me all the time "I care about you and I like you" and I would say "don't say that" and he would act dumb and say "don't say what?", but again part of me is glad he cares, I couldn't see him if he didn't, but again I know he does, I have been seeing him for over ten years,,,, but still so afraid.... yeah, I think they gotta have some feeling for the client or the therapy is doomed, IMHO!!!