I’m a lot of peoples secret and trauma dump and they share their fantasies and worst experiences with me..

I don’t exactly understand why, but people of all relations to me, be it work or friends or family share secrets with me they wouldn’t tell anyone else about. I keep them save but it still feels like a burden sometimes and I don’t have a single idea why..

I guess this is kind of a meta confession about people confessing to me but the things i know about them is crazy

I also don’t understand why I like knowing so much about everyone, is that weird?