No therapist has ever said to me that they loved me and I hope that they never do. I wouldn't like the pressure that would put on me. My last T did tell me that she had "prayed for me" and when I had an appointment with her on the day after the anniversary of my son's death she said to me "I thought about you all day yesterday." My current T was kind enough to call me when I had to cancel an appointment because I was in the hospital (with a medical issue) and even said "you can call me on my cell over the week-end if you need to talk. I know being sick is rough for you." All these things let me know that they cared about me. I do not want to hear the word love.