Boy troubles. *rolls eyes*

Okay so for months this guy named Jimmy has been trying to take me out and I've been playing hard to get and dodging him because I didn't feel ready to commit myself to someone. He had basically every trait of someone I COULD commit myself to, but for months I just didn't want to. So I replied to his texts asking how my day was and ignored the ones asking if I'd like to have dinner with him. I know, I'm a strange girl. So anyways, months of this nonsense and I got a new number and we got in contact again and he sends a very aggressive (but incredibly suave) "What are you doing tomorrow night? Having drinks with me? Okay good see you at 7." text and I was taken aback by how forward he was. I mean a guy like him is completely ALLOWED to be forward, he's a catch. He's a ninth grade English teacher who's leaving Florida in a year to start law school. He's 24, Greek, incredibly family oriented (And anyone who really knows me knows that's a big deal to me.) I'm not sure if being an English teacher is a product of his sense of humor but WOW he is hilarious. Like so funny that I can't keep his texts to myself, I always catch myself reading them aloud. So I finally stopped messing with poor Jimbo's heart and agreed to go to some fancy schmancy dinner party with him. But the night before this, something happened. Something unexpected. I met someone else. This "someone else" will go by B. Well you guys probably saw my lovey dovey tweets about I met a guy with Cystic Fibrosis and I am able to meet him because he and I have the same CF "bugs" so we can't make each other sick. Things started off simple...truthfully I found him through the #cysticfibrosis hashtag on Instagram and began following him there because he always posted really inspiring things and I just came to enjoy him as an encouraging person. In the "CF community" girls usually develop school girl crushes on guys that have CF. I feel like for some reason, people with CF are more attractive. (Like I'm more attracted to someone with CF for some silly reason.) Well B was my schoolgirl CF crush for months. I mean he didn't even know I existed. I just liked his posts and I never commented because I didn't want to be put in the category with all of the other CF girls that were swooning over him. One day, I got an unexpected message from him on Twitter and to be honest I thought my heart was going to explode. So he's very forward in wanting to talk. He gives me his number and within the first fifteen minutes we are FLIRTING LIKE CRAZY. We just clicked. I've never clicked with someone via text (Rolling my eyes because this is really annoying to me) so easily. At least not someone I have NEVER met. I had no intentions OF meeting until I told him about this wedding I'm going to in June for my dear friend Bianca, who also has CF. We've been "online friends" for SO MANY YEARS. She was my first CF friend, actually. Which is really cool! So B actually offered to be my date to this wedding and seriously we would have been the best couple there. At least I feel that way. The very day after meeting B, I went on a date with Jimmy. Hands down best date I have ever been on and B was a bit jealous because we sort of laid our feelings out there already and then bam, I'm on a date. But we weren't that serious and he didn't act like it really bite red him. I had this date planned anyways. So I actually stopped talking to Jimmy. I blamed it on the fact that he was a horrible texter but I think we all know it was because of B. Anyways, days pass and B and I are getting along well and everything's going all hunky dorey and I actually begin to see a future with him. And that's unusual for me. I actually started WANTING to plan a future with him. So days pass and some things happened I guess between he and I and it was socially tearing on us so he decided we should slow down. Which was okay with me because I totally agree that things were going so fast. I was just crazy about him. But he was so inconsistent with me. Little things pushed us away from each other and I guess that's what happens when you try to have a consistent social relationship with someone you've never met who lives in another state. He just had a major surgery and so he's been healing and we were waiting on that before making any travel plans...but it really didn't take very long for him to suggest that we just be friends and it hurt but I told him that was okay with me. Truthfully I just don't want to give him unnecessary stress. I really just wanted to make him happy and I played an enormous role in pushing him away because I got attached way too easily and way too quickly. I thought I had found this amazing person I never had to worry about judging me about having CF because he knows exactly what I go through. We both do. Truthfully if we lived in the same state, I wouldn't be typing this. I would be where he's at taking care of him and that's really the image I envisioned when it came to he and I. I just...thought I could trust him to take care of me and I could trust myself to take care of him. I thought he was exactly what I needed and I seriously feel like God put him in my life for a reason. Sorry I'm getting all lovey dovey but he really is a remarkable person. So he told me he just wanted to be friends and I told him that was okay with me and I'm not sure what possessed me to contact Jimmy drunkenly, but I did. And we talked and put all of our feelings out on the table and he has a cold right now so I went to his house and made him dinner and got to know him more. This was yesterday. Well B and I had decided on just friends and it was his idea and I feel like he had no problem wanting to be just friends...so why wouldn't I make plans with Jimmy? B found out about these plans and got furious with me...and told me never to talk to him again. And now I'm just hurt and confused because I feel like he doesn't want me but he doesn't want anyone else to have me either. I feel hurt because if the roles were reversed I wouldn't be calling him a slut. I would never say anything mean about him, ever. Like I MEANT the sweet things I said about him and I just feel hurt because it's so easy for him to just drag my name through the mud now and if anything I feel relieved that I hung out with Jimmy. If that's how B is going to act even though being just friends was his idea, then that just goes to show his true colors...which I'm really sad about. I mean I felt like God put this wonderful person in my life and then B goes and pulls out the rug right from under my feet and sends me tumbling. So that's where I'm at with guys right now. B doesn't want anything to do with me and I really don't feel like I did anything wrong. It just hurts how mean he can be to me with absolutely zero remorse. :/ and now I'm frustrated with myself because I want to message him and talk to him. I want to talk about things rather than just being mean and spiteful...but on the other hand I guess I should just bite my tongue because he apparently doesn't know how to just be a friend. It's just a messy situation. Of course if he came to me and apologized then I would completely accept it whole heartedly. But I just don't think he even cares enough. He doesn't want to be in my life at all and I guess I'm just going to have to accept that there's nothing I can do about that.

Boy troubles. *rolls eyes*

Okay so for months this guy named Jimmy has been trying to take me out and I've been playing hard to get and dodging him because I didn't feel ready to commit myself to someone. He had basically every trait of someone I COULD commit myself to, but for months I just didn't want to. So I replied to his texts asking how my day was and ignored the ones asking if I'd like to have dinner with him. I know, I'm a strange girl. So anyways, months of this nonsense and I got a new number and we got in contact again and he sends a very aggressive (but incredibly suave) "What are you doing tomorrow night? Having drinks with me? Okay good see you at 7." text and I was taken aback by how forward he was. I mean a guy like him is completely ALLOWED to be forward, he's a catch. He's a ninth grade English teacher who's leaving Florida in a year to start law school. He's 24, Greek, incredibly family oriented (And anyone who really knows me knows that's a big deal to me.) I'm not sure if being an English teacher is a product of his sense of humor but WOW he is hilarious. Like so funny that I can't keep his texts to myself, I always catch him reading them aloud. So I finally stopped messing with poor Jimbo's heart and agreed to go to some fancy schmancy dinner party with him. But the night before this, something happened. Something unexpected. I met someone else. This "someone else" will go by B. Well you guys probably saw my lovey dovey tweets about I met a guy with Cystic Fibrosis and I am able to meet him because he and I have the same CF "bugs" so we can't make each other sick. Things started off simple...truthfully I found him through the #cysticfibrosis hashtag on Instagram and began following him there because he always posted really inspiring things and I just came to enjoy him as en encouraging person. In the "CF community" girls usually develop school girl crushes on guys that have CF. I feel like for some reason, people with CF are more attractive. (Like I'm more attracted to someone with CF for some silly reason.) Well B was my schoolgirl CF crush for months. I mean he didn't even know I existed. I just liked his posts and I never commented because I didn't want to be put in the category with all of the other CF girls that were swooning over him. One day, I got an unexpected message from him on Twitter and to be honest I thought my heart was going to explode. So he's very forward in wanting to talk. He gives me his number and within the first fifteen minutes we are FLIRTING LIKE CRAZY. We just clicked. I've never clicked with someone via text (Rolling my eyes because this is really annoying to me) so easily. At least not someone I have NEVER met. I had no intentions OF meeting until I told him about this wedding I'm going to in June for my dear friend Bianca, who also has CF. We've been "online friends" for SO MANY YEARS. She was my first CF friend, actually. Which is really cool! So B actually offered to be my date to this wedding and seriously we would have been the best couple there. At least I feel that way. The very day after meeting B, I went on a date with Jimmy. Hands down best date I have ever been on and B was a bit jealous because we sort of laid our feelings out there. So I actually stopped talking to Jimmy. I blamed it on the fact that he was a horrible texter but I think we all know it was because of B. Anyways, days pass and B and I are getting along well and everything's going all hunky dorey and I actually begin to see a future with him. And that's unusual for me. I actually started WANTING to plan a future with him. So days pass and some things happened I guess between he and I and it was socially neglecting on us so he decided we should slow down. Which was okay with me because I totally agree that things were going so fast. I was just crazy about him. But he was so inconsistent with me. Little things pushed us away from each other and I guess that's what happens when you try to have a consistent social relationship with someone you've never met who lives in another state. He just had a major surgery and so he's been healing and we were waiting on that before making any travel plans...but it really didn't take very long for him to suggest that we just be friends and it hurt but I told him that was okay with me. Truthfully I just don't want to give him unnecessary stress. I really just wanted to make him happy and I played an enormous role in pushing him away because I got attached way too easily and way too quickly. I thought I had found this amazing person I never had to worry about judging me about having CF because he knows exactly what I go through. We both do. Truthfully if we lived in the same state, I wouldn't be typing this. I would be where he's at taking care of him and that's really the image I envisioned when it came to he and I. I just...thought I could trust him to take care of me and I could trust myself to take care of him. I thought he was exactly what I needed and I seriously feel like God put him in my life for a reason. Sorry I'm getting all lovey dovey but he really is a remarkable person. So he told me he just wanted to be friends and I told him that was okay with me and I'm not sure what possessed me to contact Jimmy drunkenly, but I did. And we talked and put all of our feelings out on the table and he has a cold right now so I went to his house and made him dinner and got to know him more. This was yesterday. Well B and I had decided on just friends and it was his idea and I feel like he had no problem wanting to be just friends...so why wouldn't I make plans with Jimmy? B found out about these plans and got furious with me...and told me never to talk to him again. And now I'm just hurt and confused because I feel like he doesn't want me but he doesn't want anyone else to have me either. I feel hurt because if the roles were reversed I wouldn't be calling him a slut. I would never say anything mean about him, ever. Like I MEANT the sweet things I said about him and I just feel hurt because it's so easy for him to just drag my name through the mud now and if anything I feel relieved that I hung out with Jimmy. If that's how B is going to act even though being just friends was his idea, then that just goes to show his true colors...which I'm really sad about. I mean I felt like God put this wonderful person in my life and then B goes and pulls out the rug right from under my feet and sends me tumbling. So that's where I'm at with guys right now. B doesn't want anything to do with me and I really don't feel like I did anything wrong. It just hurts how mean he can be to me with absolutely zero remorse. :/ and now I'm frustrated with myself because I want to message him and talk to him. I want to talk about things rather than just being mean and spiteful...but on the other hand I guess I should just bite my tongue because he apparently doesn't know how to just be a friend. It's just a messy situation. Of course if he came to me and apologized then I would completely accept it whole heartedly. But I just don't think he even cares enough. He doesn't want to be in my life at all and I guess I'm just going to have to accept that there's nothing I can do about that.

Do you fight fair?

Loving someone isn't always as easy as it sounds! In fact, there are times when love simply isn’t enough. That means that even when you really care about someone, the fighting that takes place may not be fair. So if you must fight, how can you do it in a way that is constructive? Why waste a good fight without learning something from it?

Here are some things to remember when you and your guy are having a disagreement.

Anger is just another emotion. In and of itself, it isn't right or wrong. So get in touch with your own feelings first and try to understand what caused the anger in the first place.

Learning to compromise is an essential skill for fair fighting. If you can take a breath and calm down, you may come to the conclusion that neither one of you actually needs to win the fight.

Take a deep breath before you proceed. It might be a good thing to go for a walk or even hop on your bicycle and take a spin around the block before engaging in a discussion. Once your anger has subsided a little, then it will be easier to focus on negotiating.

If you're too tired or your partners too tired, don't insist on having a fight at that time. Sometimes if you sleep on it, the next day the problem doesn't even seem so big.

Try to stick to the subject. Nobody likes to hear things dredged up from the past. That is so counterproductive.

Don't resort to name calling. You know what I'm talking about! Calling your partner a nerd or an ass really doesn't help the situation.

See if you can find something to laugh about. Humor is a terribly underrated quality.

Fighting fair isn't always something that we know how to do without some practice. So, set some ground rules long before that bloody battle begins. If you do, you will stand a much better chance of coming out on the other side with a happy solution.