Source of comfort
I don't know if I am truly good at it, but it just happens. When my friends want to talk about a problem they come to me. In the dorm, when one of them wants help, she asks me. When someone wants just to talk, they were doing it with me. They told me secrets I have never asked them to tell me.
And now the university is over. Still, my friend had an interview, so she wanted to talk to me about it before it happens. My other friend, two days ago, asked my help through Facebook because she was going to have a test for a job, and she forgot many things, and she needed a fresh up.
The funny thing, I forgot most of the things too, but I could help. Sometimes, they ask me about things I have no clue about them. Sometimes, they talk and I don't say really a big thing. But in the end every time I help, sometimes I have no clue how I did it.
I think the conclusion, maybe they just needed me to be there. I am happy anyways, I just love those cray ones haha.