I don't think I have romantic feeling for my therapist, but I am filled with so much gratitude for her. She is gentle and kind and affirming. It's taken a long time for me to trust her. I don't trust people easily. But she just seems to know exactly what I need, and I have gotten comfortable with hugging her. I only have a few months left of therapy, and I find myself wishing I could be friends with my therapist. I'm not ready for her to not be a part of my life anymore.

Even though I don't think I have romantic feelings for her, I think I am a bit obsessed. I think about her every day, and I miss her intensely in between sessions. I've also looked her up on Google, and found out that her dad died a little over a year ago, just before I started therapy with her. I feel so bad that she was going through such a big loss. I feel like she shouldn't have had to listen to my troubles when she was/is grieving such a big loss, and today I just thought she seemed kind of sad. I just feel full of compassion for her, and I want to tell her that I love her and that I'm sorry that her dad died. I want to hold her in my arms and comfort her the way she has comforted me. But she doesn't know that I know, so I can't say anything about it to her.