I don't know personally about 'love' but I'm pretty sure my T feels some affection for me. She's even called me 'delightful'. I guess I trust it enough that I felt free last week to tell her I hated her. Of course, I don't hate her and she knows I don't hate her but feeling safe enough to be able to say that to her, to me, shows that I feel some real warmth from her side and that I won't be rejected by being who I am. That is the magic and wonder of the therapy relationship. And that's why those feelings matter.