I'm open minded to anything really, and I can get along with a LOT of people. Even though I know it can be exhausting, if someone is in a bad place—I will do everything in my power to listen, anything to make them feel better. I may not know exactly what to say or do, but for me it just seems natural to keep atleast making an effort. Generally, for this reason, people feel as though they can open up to me very easily. This has always been the case. I can be talking to someone for the first time, and after an hour or so, they'll tell me these really deep/dark things that have happened to them in their past.
On the one hand, it's great, because I understand that sometimes venting to someone can help relieve the stress/pent up feelings a person has, but on the other hand, it can be very emotionally draining on me in the long run. I have been through and seen so so much shit in my life, and this has been made prominent by a lot of people in my life. I had a teacher who constantly reached out to me on her own terms during Year 11 to offer support with a genuine passion for helping me through probably one of the hardest times of my life, and it meant so much more to me than she could ever know. I've always been the strong person other people relied on, so having someone to look out for me honestly was heartwarming. She was always there for me and saw through me when everyone else assumed I "never had a bad day in my life". Her kindness perpetuated onto me, and drove me to do the same thing for other people—whether they ask for it or not.