And here I am thinking for the past 6 years that I was the only one going through this. My counselor after meeting her for the first time in 8th grade changed my life forever. Everyone till this day thinks I love her in a romantic way. and it breaks my heart to know that people have such a disgusting view. My counselor meant the world to me. She helped me get through the darkest days of my life. Whether it be getting through suicidal thoughts, bad grades, no friends, bullying or the worst one yet very bad home environment. That woman made me feel so loved and cared about that she was god for me. I worshiped her. She had no children. It was just her and husband. One day I felt like I could talk to her about anything and everything I went as far as asking her if she loved children that much why doesn't she have any of her own or why didn't she adopt any like her brother did. Her answer was "I just never thought about it". She may have never admitted this but I know for a fact she was too busy making people like myself's life better. She had no time to make herself happy. Anyhow. She was like such a mother figure to me that she even came to the movies with me when no one else wanted to. She would occasionally offer to buy me lunch. I declined because I don't eat out much. During summer between middle school and freshman year. I would have to ride my bike to summer school. One day my bike broke down and I had no way of getting my bike home which was 3 miles away. I left on her voicemail what had happened and she decided she will put that bike in back of her car and take me home so I don't have to walk home in the 90+ degrees. She was the person I called at home when I wanted to talk to someone. Her husband was the one I messed around with couple times on the phone when I called her house. I even talked to her dad one day, when things got real bad and I called and her dad answered, and he said it is so good to hear your voice. I have heard so much about you. I was a familiar name in her family although I never met any of them. She would even occasionally tell me about her relationships with other people around the school. And she trusted me to keep it confidential and I did. Then one day and it was the happiest day of my life. It was august 22nd 2007. My first day of high school. Right after high school I walked over to middle school to tell her about it. And she gave me the biggest hug and told me that she is so proud of me. She gave me the hug that my mom never did and never will give me in my life. Then few months later life changed forever. My therapist at high school thought that my counselor and I had way too close of relationship. So then she talk to school officials. And then since that day I have barely been allowed to talk to my "mom". I have seen her few times. But not in the way I once could. I remember giving her a frame with a picture of the two of us together. And she had it on her desk. Then One day I asked her to take the picture down because I hated that picture was no longer that happy picture it once was. Then few years later came high school graduation. So then I wrote he a letter asking for her to come to my graduation since no one from my family was coming. And I also told her how sad I was that she was no longer part of my life. In return she came to my graduation and gave me a card that said she will always be there for me even when she is not around. Since that day I have not seen her. Last year I emailed her of how I went out of town without telling anyone and she emailed back showing concern and then she is like okay I am done with my little "lecture". Her showing concern for me still tells me that she probably still wanted to be part of my life but things happen. Sometimes I wonder if I should email her or call her or go see her as to how much she still means to me. I just wish I could tell her this.
Since she is no longer your counselor I would would call her and spend time with her. That was a school issue and you can do what you want. If she means that much to you don't let her go. Tell her. Unfortunately that is a policy, I had a teacher that was very affectionate to her students and the school board told her she had to stop. It changed her. I was 16 when I met her and I still keep in touch with her today. I wished she was my Mom. She just had so much love in her eyes for her students. I was transferred to this school and it was her first year teaching. I was very shy and I didn't know anyone and she knew it. I looked up and I was just staring at her and she caught my eyes and she winked at me. I put my head down in surprise but I loved her so much and still do. We keep in touch and I always tell her I love her very much. She knows my whole family. That was about 35 years ago and I love her as much then as I do now. Even when she got married and had a child I wished I was her child. She still treats me like her student when I was younger and of course I would love to spend a whole day with her. We get together sometimes and I am still her student even though I am married and have children of my own. She knows my husband and kids too. It just kills me every time she says it, this is one of my former students. But I am proud I was and the love she has for me when she sees me. It is hard for her to realize I am a women with a family of my own but in her eyes she sees that shy girl sitting in the front row in her class.
is it normal that i wish my teacher loved me like a daughter
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And here I am thinking for the past 6 years that I was the only one going through this. My counselor after meeting her for the first time in 8th grade changed my life forever. Everyone till this day thinks I love her in a romantic way. and it breaks my heart to know that people have such a disgusting view. My counselor meant the world to me. She helped me get through the darkest days of my life. Whether it be getting through suicidal thoughts, bad grades, no friends, bullying or the worst one yet very bad home environment. That woman made me feel so loved and cared about that she was god for me. I worshiped her. She had no children. It was just her and husband. One day I felt like I could talk to her about anything and everything I went as far as asking her if she loved children that much why doesn't she have any of her own or why didn't she adopt any like her brother did. Her answer was "I just never thought about it". She may have never admitted this but I know for a fact she was too busy making people like myself's life better. She had no time to make herself happy. Anyhow. She was like such a mother figure to me that she even came to the movies with me when no one else wanted to. She would occasionally offer to buy me lunch. I declined because I don't eat out much. During summer between middle school and freshman year. I would have to ride my bike to summer school. One day my bike broke down and I had no way of getting my bike home which was 3 miles away. I left on her voicemail what had happened and she decided she will put that bike in back of her car and take me home so I don't have to walk home in the 90+ degrees. She was the person I called at home when I wanted to talk to someone. Her husband was the one I messed around with couple times on the phone when I called her house. I even talked to her dad one day, when things got real bad and I called and her dad answered, and he said it is so good to hear your voice. I have heard so much about you. I was a familiar name in her family although I never met any of them. She would even occasionally tell me about her relationships with other people around the school. And she trusted me to keep it confidential and I did. Then one day and it was the happiest day of my life. It was august 22nd 2007. My first day of high school. Right after high school I walked over to middle school to tell her about it. And she gave me the biggest hug and told me that she is so proud of me. She gave me the hug that my mom never did and never will give me in my life. Then few months later life changed forever. My therapist at high school thought that my counselor and I had way too close of relationship. So then she talk to school officials. And then since that day I have barely been allowed to talk to my "mom". I have seen her few times. But not in the way I once could. I remember giving her a frame with a picture of the two of us together. And she had it on her desk. Then One day I asked her to take the picture down because I hated that picture was no longer that happy picture it once was. Then few years later came high school graduation. So then I wrote he a letter asking for her to come to my graduation since no one from my family was coming. And I also told her how sad I was that she was no longer part of my life. In return she came to my graduation and gave me a card that said she will always be there for me even when she is not around. Since that day I have not seen her. Last year I emailed her of how I went out of town without telling anyone and she emailed back showing concern and then she is like okay I am done with my little "lecture". Her showing concern for me still tells me that she probably still wanted to be part of my life but things happen. Sometimes I wonder if I should email her or call her or go see her as to how much she still means to me. I just wish I could tell her this.
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Hi that was not at all fair I have kind of same feeling
Since she is no longer your counselor I would would call her and spend time with her. That was a school issue and you can do what you want. If she means that much to you don't let her go. Tell her. Unfortunately that is a policy, I had a teacher that was very affectionate to her students and the school board told her she had to stop. It changed her. I was 16 when I met her and I still keep in touch with her today. I wished she was my Mom. She just had so much love in her eyes for her students. I was transferred to this school and it was her first year teaching. I was very shy and I didn't know anyone and she knew it. I looked up and I was just staring at her and she caught my eyes and she winked at me. I put my head down in surprise but I loved her so much and still do. We keep in touch and I always tell her I love her very much. She knows my whole family. That was about 35 years ago and I love her as much then as I do now. Even when she got married and had a child I wished I was her child. She still treats me like her student when I was younger and of course I would love to spend a whole day with her. We get together sometimes and I am still her student even though I am married and have children of my own. She knows my husband and kids too. It just kills me every time she says it, this is one of my former students. But I am proud I was and the love she has for me when she sees me. It is hard for her to realize I am a women with a family of my own but in her eyes she sees that shy girl sitting in the front row in her class.