Breaking up is hard to do

Breaking up is hard to do. I know this now. No, I didn't break up with Benny-bean. We're still quite happy together.
A few of my friends are going through tough times and for the first time in my life, I have been deemed sympathetic enough to be confided in. I suppose back in high school everyone always considered me some sort of misery-chick like Daria (you know, the cartoon girl with the monotonous low voice? A voice very similar to mine?). Most of it was because of the voice and similarities, but I guess a lot of it was also the fact that I never cried in public, didn't laugh too often and also, didn't try very hard to make as many friends as possible.
And now, suddenly, I have people who actually want me to listen. Fascinating. I wonder if it's some sort of indication as to just how much I've changed since leaving for college...