Wise words indeed...
The lady is angry at me and "never wants to talk to me again", arguing that I didnt understand her, and that I wasn't there when she most needed help...
I'm the kind of person that believes problems are not to be blamed on one member of the relationship only, so I can't deny that I'm sad of how this story is ending. One of the most bitter lessons in life is actually accepting (even if it sounds silly) that one ain't perfect. I'm a sensible person that generally blames on itself much of the problems that take place in relationships, thinking that "I could have done better", even when at the time it seemed the only adecuate thing to do.
I feel a bit like a "bad person", even when I know that through experiences like this, we approach more and more to a wiser state of mind.