My T has told me she loves me. The first time it really freaked me out, but she explained that her love for me is unlike how a friend or family member loves. It's more based on deep care and concern, and she usually says it when I'm not loving myself, whether by what I say or by my actions. I appreciate it because one of my goals in therapy is to learn to love myself despite how **** my past was and how I feel about myself presently. I haven't told her that I love her, but I do because I'm so grateful for her time and patience.