Once, after a very comforting session, I told my analyst I loved him. He replied that he loved me too. He asked me a few times, when I could accept his love. I know it doesn't mean anything sexual, but I like when he tells me he loves me. He gave me a big hug last session and I've never felt so safe and cared for.
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