I was sort of just waiting for that moment when I broke down and cried and had this insatiable need to go home but you know what? I'm okay with the way things are. Not waking up to see my family every day took some getting used to but after a while I realized that I'm doing fine without them. I don't really feel homesick. Of course I still want to see them and all my friends again like I used to, but I can wait.
I'm in a good place right now. Aside from complications with volleyball, I'm doing fine in university (: