I blurted out, I love you, to my cold, distant T after one of our sessions had been really productive and meaningful to me....(yes, recall that I called the relationship a real mixed bag).

He said nothing.

It floored me. It hurt me, and it freaked me out. I felt very NAKED. I expected....well if not reciprocation, then at least a response of some kind.

I thought it over and eventually realized that regardless of his response (or lack thereof), I still had those feelings of gratitude, warmth and love for him in that moment and I'd like to think it took real courage to express it.

That was mine. Nobody could take it away. Nobody needed to mediate it or mitigate it for me.

Caring for your T is a good and natural part of your healing process, it seems to me. It's beautiful ...and it's yours.

Just my two cents.

MCL