I'm not sure if I love my T in the capital L way, because there's less reciprocity in the degree of knowing each other that most real life relationships I consider love. I wonder what he sees when he looks out the window at the city street all the time; I am never sure what is genuine empathy and what is disjunctive for my own good. I get the feeling he loves his family, which makes me kind of sure he doesn't love me, though he is committed to me as a psychologist- sensitive and attentive during the hour. To me, love is between two people who both know one another, not one way. I am not allowed to give as much to my T as I receive from him, and it prevents me from thinking oh I love you. I will say, unlike most posters defining love in differing platonic ways, my T is a peer in many ways, and to me love would be romantic love if I said it and I think he would hear it that way. We do have a chemistry, and I would definitely want to see if there would be love in the real world if such things could happen without ethics travesties and harbingers of long-lasting damage of all kinds. I know that can't/ won't happen, so I set aside the idea of if I love him or if he loves me as something that can never be known.