Is the Glass Half-Empty or Half-Full?

I always said I was the girl who saw the glass as half-empty.  

It wasn't that I didn't but more like I didn't want others to see.  

To see, that I was trying to fit in by not conforming to what everyone else in grade school said.  Looking back, I'm not really sure I even believe I believed that the glass was ever half-empty, I just wanted to be different than the rest.

I wanted there to be a debate, a glass half-full meant they would right.

I didn't want everything to be either all black or all white.

So I stood my ground, never backing down, 

And I kept telling the same story until eventually, I believed it... At least, until I didn't.  

One day, things changed, and that girl who tried so desperately to fit in just wasn't around.  If I told you an exact day, I'd be lying through my teeth, for how can I give a definite day my perspective changed?

I went from the girl who saw the worst in everything she did, to the one who always found the best in the situation.  The light in the darkness.  The positivity in a world of negatives.

How does someone change their whole perspective?

Was it a movie?  Was it a book?  A person.  A place.  A thing.

I don't think you can change a lifetime perspective from one earthly thing.

No, overtime, I think I just got tired.  Living in the glooms of life is hard when there is so much light to brighten our days.  Why would I ever be upset that I have to get up early because now I get to see the sun rise every, single day.  

Today, I am a glass is half-full kind of person.  Not because I have to be or I want to be, but because I am no longer the girl just trying to fit in.