We have all had some sort of toxic relationship in our lives; whether it was a friend, a family member, or even a lover. Sometimes, it is barely noticeable, and other times, it can ruin our lives. Though most people in a really bad toxic situation stay out of love, they're missing out on being truly happy.

I have had my fair share of emotionally and mentally draining people, but there was one who impacted me the most. He was a really close friend of mine and I loved him deeply. Sure, he had his moments - moments that made me think "he is the greatest person in my life." Those moments never lasted very long though.

He eventually left me. He told me that everything was my fault.

Toxicity (the name I will use so I don't expose or harm anyone) had a habit of doing this; he would be a completely terrible friend and then switch up, telling me that I was the problem. Some of his toxic behaviors were to block my number, give me the silent treatment, and even pick out my insecurities until I couldn't deal with myself anymore. I was so used to it, but I knew this time was different. I knew this one was real.

The second Toxicity left, I cried in bed for two hours while my dog laid beside me, whining at my broken-heartedness. After those two hours of hyperventilating and crying into my pillow, I fell asleep. I slept for roughly four and a half hours, and when I woke up, I was still a mess. The events from the night before rushed in all at once and overwhelmed me.

But I accepted it. I accepted the fact that I could not text Toxicity "good morning" like I did every day. I accepted that I couldn't send him a funny photo that I saw online, nor could I ask him how his day was going. I needed to do something because sitting in bed wallowing would not help anything. So, I got up.

I turned on my radio and adjusted the volume to a near-deafening level. I screamed the lyrics. I cooked a full breakfast of eggs, avocado toast, grits, and milk. I took a long, hot shower. I deep cleaned the entire house. I moved around the furniture in my room. I cried for a minute, and then, I danced around the empty house to "So What" by Pink.

But most importantly, I had a really great day. Yes, I did everything as a distraction, but it all worked. I had had a genuinely great day.

I didn't think about Toxicity at all... then, he texted me. He didn't text to apologize or calmly talk things out - he messaged me to spoil my healing process.

That is when it all clicked for me: I realized he was a bad source of energy and only brought negativity into my life. That's when I realized that he was toxic. I ended up blocking Toxicity on all social platforms and reevaluated people and objects in my life. Now it has been a year since my departure from Toxicity and I am in the happiest point of my life right now. I am genuinely thankful to him for leaving me and showing me that I can, in fact, live happily without him, even though he was the most important thing in my life.

Surround yourself with positive energy, because what others reflect affects you regardless of if you know it or not. If you are in any sort of toxic entanglement with someone, cut them off. I promise you will be the best decision ever.