I started dating my first “real” boyfriend when I was 15 years old. I had just moved 600 miles from the place I had lived all my life. At my new school, there were 2,400 students, and I only knew a handful of people that I had met at basketball camp during the summer, (and Susan, obviously). Needless to say, I was anxious.

After the first few weeks passed, I started to feel less anxious and actually began to notice other people. Most notably, the cute guy in my 2nd period math class. I’ll refer to him as Mark.

A few more weeks passed and Mark and I began to talk more at school. I found out he was the goalie for the soccer team and went to a few of his games. The more we talked, the more I liked him.

Towards the end of September of that year, he asked me to be his girlfriend. We dated almost a year and half. He was my first “real” boyfriend, and I learned so many valuable lessons during our relationship. In today’s post, I want to share them with you in hopes you will learn a few things as well.