Can someone please explain this to me? I’m kind of struggling at the moment with the realisation that I’m a little bit in love with my T. I’ve spent the last year acting like a little girl in therapy, eager to please dad. And then just like that and seemingly out of nowhere, BAM, I started fantasising about sleeping with him. But even then, the paternal transference doesn’t go away...it just entwines with the erotic one.