I've always been a person who others spill on. I usually don't mind at all and feel privileged to be confided in.... Even when it's a stranger sharing their life with me. On a few occasions I realized I wouldn't be of much use to them because I was over-extended, but I still didn't mind, just felt bad I couldn't offer real help. It's important for me to remember that other people may not want to know or care. We all have our own difficulties after all.