Not Dear Abby

I don’t know why friends turn to me for advice – it’s hardly like I’m a model character on which to base any decisions they may have!  Yet for some reason, I’m the Dear Abby of out little social circle. 

When friends tell me their problems, I can’t help but compare what’s going on in their life to what’s going on in my life.  Even though there’s no similarities to anything going on in my little world, I still search for something.  Possibly because I’ve been in their shoes more times than I care to admit, and a part of me feels I haven’t broken that cycle.  Whatever the reason behind it, I end up driving myself bat shit crazy, for a bunch of what-ifs.

Do I stop listening to friends’ problems to save my sanity?  Or do I try to stop trying to find something that I’ve had no reason to even look for?