Am I not the good person I thought I was

I’ve always thought of myself as a good person. Always trying to put smiles on other peoples faces. Being super friendly with them. Yet all I got back was resentment. I never really thought of why people seemed so bothered when I'd offer to pay for their food or drink.

Was it something wrong with how I asked? No one really knows why people would ignore these acts of kindness. So slowly I stopped trying to be so friendly. Why do they deserve something I was never given? They don't deserve my generosity.

But now I see how my kindness has touched others. It did put smiles on some. I was just too consumed in my own mind to notice. Should I really care now after I've noticed?

At least I thought that way until my own daughter started hating me for how I treated her. She hated my kindness towards others in comparison to the way I was always treating her. She started saying I was a horrible person. But that's not true is it....?