When in any kind of dynamic or relationship with anyone, you're bound to fight at one point or another. I think a lot of "new couples" or "New marriages" hit those points and that's when their metal is genuinely tested. I've watched my goofy friends hook up, then break up just as quickly over a ridiculous fight of which - could have been resolved if both sides talked it out.
And I think that's the big key-point there. Talk. It. Out.
All too often I've been the "Middleman" in fights between friends, and they'll say something to which the conversation proceeds as:
Me: "Did you tell so-and-so that?"
Them: "Well, no..."
Piece of advice: Put your cards on the table.
Let the other see EXACTLY what's going on, don't hide emotion, don't hide opinions, (Keyword there. OPINIONS. Not insults. Slinging insults or pointing the finger of blame will just make the fight more heated.) tell the other person exactly what's on the brain, how it made you feel, and why you acted the way you have. Even if you're in the wrong, surely you had some reason why you acted like a doofus? - if you're wrong, still admit you're wrong. Just because you're being open and expressing your reasons doesn't automatically make you right.
Just be open. It's you and your partner VS a problem, not you VS your partner.
Which leads me to my next part of my journal post.
Master and I got into a bit of a fight over the weekend. 
He told me he needed time to think - which I respect. I know he's a deep thinker, and likes to have his thoughts in order before approaching a deep subject. So I let him have his space. The only downfall is he mentioned I was part of the reason why he needed space and time to think; get his thoughts in order.
Like him, I'm a deep thinker. When I know I've done something wrong, I'll scrutinize everything. I'll tear and shred myself apart. I won't sleep, I won't eat. I'll fret and worry, and be anxious.
Master took the evening to himself to think.
When he got back to me later the next day, I was a wreck. I won't give deeper details-
but I'll say that he had some life events happen that had him stressed out. I've been having some personal things happen that left me stressed out. I acted out in a very petty manner against someone else, he didn't like it. He told me I had acted in a petty way, and he didn't approve of it. He was disappointed by me acting like that. But, he didn't tell me this until the next day.
I got angry.
I understand and I'll admit, I was wrong to act petty to someone else. But, with it. I was angry I had shredded myself apart that night over something that in retrospect, was minute. Frivolous, even.
I put my cards on the table. I told him I was angry, why I was angry, what happened the night previous, how I couldn't sleep well, or even eat because of the anxiety. I put all of our conversations and actions under a microscope to try and figure out what I had done wrong. I even looked and reviewed messages all the way back from February. Unsure how I upset him so much to a point he wanted space away from me to think.
I asked him to next time, just elaborate more. Tell me if it's something devastatingly awful or not. That way I can peacefully let him be and in the process, not completely rip myself apart over something that doesn't warrant me ripping into myself.
He felt terrible after when I told him everything- which wasn't my intention. I put everything out on the table so he understood where I was, why I was upset and angry. In the end, he put his cards on the table as to what was going on, why he felt the way he did, and why he took a step back to assess and evaluate his emotions. He had very good reasons why he wanted to take a step back and evaluate everything. Which isn't my place to disclose to you all. But, I can understand why he chose to step back, and I respect him more for it.
In future, together, we'll work harder and know how to better handle the situation if anything similar pops up like this for us.
In the end, we talked it out, we patched it up, and spent the tail-end of the evening talking and playing video games together before I had to curl up in bed.
