I'm feeling really bad right now because of something from the past

I live in a PG where the owner and his family don’t stay, so the boys here manage things like locking and opening the gate. I moved in about nine months ago. I didn’t know anyone, but I still helped the guys whenever I could — even the ones I had never seen because they live on the first floor.

By “help,” I mean opening the gate for them after 11 PM. The rule is that the gate closes at 11, and if you don’t inform anyone, it’s really hard to get in… and to be honest, most of the guys here are pretty selfish about it.

But still, I opened the gate for them several times even though I didn’t have the key. I’d borrow it from the few people who did. I didn’t know them, never even talked to them, yet I still helped them.

And today, when I came back just 30 minutes late, I knocked for 10 minutes straight. Everyone was awake — I could literally see them — but no one bothered to open the door. Not even the guy with the key. Like seriously… where do they expect me to sleep?

After 10 minutes, someone from the first floor finally opened it.

And now I’m just angry at myself for losing sleep for these people in the past, when they couldn’t even do the bare minimum for m