I thought I loved my ex-therapist, but in retrospect love shouldn’t have felt so painful. Most days I didn’t even like her - so obsessed or codependent might have been a better descriptive.

That said, I craved my therapist’s love intensely. We discussed it across many sessions, and the best I got back was that she cared about all of her clients. Those discussions triggered a really dark period in my life and unreciprocated love ultimately led to my retraumatization and re-enforced my deep seated fear that I am unlovable.

Love in therapy remains a pretty big trigger for me.