Of course, as a parent, it's totally different. I must solve each and every problem my children present. It's called being a good parent.
My oldest finished college in January and is currently job hunting. It's been a frustrating experience and not as expedient as she assumed it would be. She's learned humility and patience. I've learned to step back.
Way the hell back. Like, look behind you. See that mountain? No? That's perfect. That's just about far enough.
It's the hardest thing, to support and help without fixing. I'm sure there's a trick to it. If I live long enough, maybe I'll add it to my bag. For now, I'm just very lucky that we communicate mostly by text. It allows me to offer suggestions, which I then erase and replace with, "I'm so sorry. That stinks", or other equally short, supportive statements.
She doesn't need me to fix this. She can fix this. She just needs me to listen.