You kinda do something out of sheer goodwill. Or because it makes you happy. And then it backfires. And you're wondering why you bothered in the first place.
You kinda realise that maybe your idea of kindness, or generosity, or friendship, is pathological. Be it doing favours for someone. Or offering a place to stay to people you don't know well, but give the benefit of trust to anyway . Or giving gifts. Or taking calls. Or helping refer a patient to a consultant, even if that wasn't why she was here to see you in the first place.
Don't mind me. I'm probably just bitter because I had to wake up at some unholy hour on a Sunday morning to round on my patients.