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He finally stopped me and very gently said that he didn't hear this very often and it was very touching and flattering and he was honored by my feelings. He said this was the place were all feelings were Ok and we could talk about them and see what they meant.

I started to cry and he very quietly asked me what the tears were about. I said I had been so worried he'd be mad or disgusted. He shook his head. And then I said, "but it is still wrong." He shook his head again. "Why do you think your loving feelings for me are wrong?" It was raining really hard right then and I sort of whispered, "because you aren't mine to love." And he answered, "but I'm here. And in this space I am."

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Your story is so beautiful, MsLittleSister. I especially liked your therapist's response. Thank you for sharing.

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love in a deep, almost spiritual way

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That is how I feel about my T too.