My T told me she loved me. At first just by her behavior, by her interest in me, by her commitment to me, by looking at me with a loving gaze. Then she confirmed for me that what I saw in her face was indeed love. That was a special moment in my life that i will never forget . And finally she said to me twice, once after she read a note I had written her, and the other time after I told her that I love her, that she loves me, too.
It makes me feel so good to hear that! It is very very special and meaningful for me. I think I never felt really loved by my parents. Sure, they said that they loved me, but their behavior didn't convey that.
It makes me know that I am loveable, and that I belong somewhere, and that there is this one very special person who thinks about me and cares about what is happening to me, and is attached to me. It feels great .