Amandasmom,
I learned that lesson the hard way too. Losing someone, in a way, who was my whole world. The last time I saw her, I never said goodbye, never told her I loved her. I will pay for that the rest of my life. So I make sure to tell people how I feel, anytime I can. You never know when you may never have the chance again.

I'm having problems with my T right now, which is keeping me up tonight....as I have a session with her in the afternoon. I think this session will make or break our relationship, basically help me decide whether I'm going to stay in therapy or not. Regardless of all of that, I do love my T. I think there are different kinds of love, in a way.... I don't love my T like I love my son, or my dearest friends, etc, but I do love her. I work with kids. I love those kids. My love for those kids are similar to my love for my T. I have told my T I loved her. But even prior to my doing that for the first time, she basically let me know love was there.... by saying "such and such doesn't mean I don't love you," etc. The first time I actually told her I loved her was in an Email. She totally blew me out of the water when she said "I love you too." I never expected it from her, but I just had to say it. She had sent me a text one night, and I responded, she responded, and I told her I loved her in a text. She said the same. During a recent session, as she hugged me before I left, I said it again, and she returned it. It felt much more real hearing the words than seeing them typed out. Within the past week, I received an Email from her, and she signed it "Love, T." In fact, it's in my post on here about touch in therapy...it's gone. I know her words meant a lot to me. Basically because I never thought she'd be the type to say it in return. But she did. Not once, not twice, but three times. It helped me. It made me feel good, and like I could trust her even more. I may never hear it again after our difficulties the past week, in fact, who knows, I may never see her again after tomorrow. But I will always feel a love for her, not a deep love like a child, family member or friend, and most definitely not a sexual love, but still some sort of love, nonetheless. I hope you find the courage to say it. And I hope you hear it back.