You know the people who think their problem in life is that they're too good? Too kind? Well, if the truth has to hurt, let it at least be useful:
That's not kindness, sweetie. You're a coward.
Acting kind is people-pleasing, and people-pleasing is a cute costume that fear puts on.
In an age when everyone is chasing the like, in both senses of the word, we miss one piece of knowledge: the day everyone loves you is the day you'll know for certain that you're a fake, a sort of social chameleon. Quite a show, but that isn't what you were born for. People-pleasing is a defense mechanism, and it's a product of trauma. As a child you understood that in order to be loved, to be safe, to feel you belong, to be part of a family, a society, a group, you had to please the people around you, make things easier for them, meet their needs, play the roles they wanted you to fill, ask for less, be kind, and give and give and give. It's possible that for a while it kept you safe, that it served its purpose. But one day you'll wake up and understand that you've built a life that isn't yours at all.
If you're suffering from the feeling that everyone is moving forward while you're stuck in place, it's because you're too kind. You've built a reality that is mostly public service. That sounds nice, but it's a horror of heavenly proportions. The universe is a mirror. If you put other people's wants before your own, how exactly do you expect the universe to see you? You won't get a prize for being a good girl, and in practice it's a lousy deal, because it means living as the version of yourself whose worth comes from serving everyone else before she serves herself. And then you're surprised that everyone is moving ahead while you're stuck in place? You're the one putting everyone else's needs before your own. the Creator is a mirror! This is a universe of free choice, baby, and the moment you see yourself, with your own real wants and needs, the Creator will see you too.
Being kind all the time won't take you far. Set boundaries, even if it costs you tears. Your fear of losing people is what makes you lose yourself.