Let me preface by saying I'm not one for grudges. I'm not one for dramatic friend groups. And I'm not one for being angry.

Miami University has brought me to "my people." College is a place where you can meet people just like you and make the best friends of your life. But college is also a place where you realize there are actually some really shady, nasty people in this world. It's a good life lesson and it will help prepare you for the real world when you realize this early on.

In elementary and middle school, we were taught these "mean" people were just bullies who would one day mature, or bullies who were insecure and that was the explanation for their actions. In college though, we learn that there are just some genuinely bad people, who are never going to "mature" or be a better person. They just really do not care about you and just really care about themselves.

This semester, with my impeding graduation date, I started looking at my friendships differently and began wondering if this was a person I considered to be a life long friend after graduation. I began thinking about whether that person puts in the same amount of effort into our friendship as I do. When I would do things for them, whether it was dropping everything to be their shoulder to cry on, or dropping them off or picking them up from class, I began asking, "would they do the same for me?" I began wondering if they had always been this way or if they just started being unresponsive. Am I always the one texting them to make plans? Am I always the one apologizing for something they did to me?

Then, I asked myself the big question, after contemplating the rest: What happens when you realize that you have one of these people as your so-called friend?

I did. I figured it out: they do not do the same for me. It becomes increasingly hard as it gets older, and we build these friendships, to simply let them go; to cut off someone who was once one of your closest pals.

Don't worry, I'm not going to passive-aggressively rant about this individual, but rather beg the question of how do you cope with this?

I realized I was being used. They would text me when they needed me, when it was convenient for them, and when they had no one else. Meanwhile, I prioritized them, I was constantly there for them, and consistently made an effort.

Was it worth it? No. So I cut them out of my life.

I realized that I made the right decision by doing this because they did not notice. They didn't reach out to me to ask if something was going on. They were ever-presently absent as always. And I also found myself better off like I was without them before.

It is not worth it to keep toxic people in your life, and to keep people who do not care about you. When you have people who are great friends to you, focus on them instead.

I think Lauren Conrad was onto something when she said, "I have too many good people in my life to try to have bad ones, too." You only have so much time in your life, and I don't think you should waste it being a good friend to the bad ones.