oversimplification: hella ironic

I'm generally unsympathetic, direct/assertive, and "quirkily" awkward.
I struggle with "appropriate", sensitivity, and social norms.
I believe that words can carry a hefty amount of value, ONLY if you don't abuse them... so:
I hate lying.
...so much so, that I tell people tons of things they probably don't actually want to know about me.
yet, other times, i stubbornly refuse to respond certain ways, just because it would probably be appropriate.
 Outside of "professional relationships" (what's that?)
 ...if I don't actually mean it, I wont say it just to be polite.

Sometimes I wish I was more compassionate/classy/had better self control over my word vomit....

there is a point to this, I swear.

POINT: when faced with the idea of homesickness/missing people/(a lack there of)/ people's admissions of missing me...
my immediate thought is:
 "Maybe this is one of those VERY rare times I should lie/sympathize... to make them feel better?"

depending on if i think the people can handle the truth...
that I am actually perfectly happy here and honestly avoid thinking about home most of the time...
(oops)

don't get me wrong, i have my moments.

In my opinion (obviously) -missing people is like worrying,
 it's entirely pointless, annoying, and a killjoy.

So instead of lie, I'm going to dare to share some advice that has been working for me so far:

to avoid sadness/loneliness/depression/homesickness/upset stomach/constipation/diarrhea...

Stay busy.
do fun things. do silly things. do active things. do inactive things.
do THINGS.
be with people some times. be alone sometimes.
above all else.
make fun!
time will pass before you know it, and in the mean time,
you're enjoying the silence as much as the chatter...
the laughter as much as the respite...
the place you are, and the people you have.
the here, the now.
focus on what you can do, not what you can't.

I love so many people back home... thank you all for making effort to be my life.