I myself at times have no idea what's going on in my head. I've been told over and over again I'm the best with giving advice, I'm the best listener but often times I'm left without a shoulder to cry on or an ear to talk to. I know there are people out there like me. And knowing how it feels to be a helper and never helped I still choose to be the helper, because somewhere out there is that person who wants someone to care, listen and help them. Someone just like me. A listener.