Life is boring but will soon become bad- which is worse?

School starts next week on Thursday, which nobody wants to happen. I don't have autism, but I have considerable sensory sensitivity that makes the excessively bright lights and my irritable classmates almost unbearable. Along with that, because I'm a teenager and I have anxiety and depression disorder, I've got a lot of other things on my mind to deal with. And on top of *that*, since I have ADHD, sometimes I simply do not deal with any of these things, which benefits nobody. Keeping everything in mind when it feels like there's a weight on my chest most of the time is impossible, but there's not much else to do but try.

Luckily, I've got some things to look forward to as the school year starts. I've gotten tickets to the 3D Coraline reshowing in theatres (one of my favorite movies ever) on the first day of school. During Labor Day, I will be traveling to New York for the first time with my mom, brother, and nana, and will have the opportunity to see Cabaret at the Kit Kat Club while I'm there. This is obviously incredibly exciting to me- my first Broadway show!- and I've done nothing short of obsessing over the idea. My birthday is in September, that month I will be getting my braces off and going to a concert. And in October, my favorite month, I'll be going to *another* concert- this time The Crane Wives, a band I've loved for years now and have been dying to see. And since this paragraph is longer than my lamenting paragraph, I'll have to assume that things might turn out alright after all. 

This time last year wasn't easy for me- I was leaving a lot of things behind and I'm young enough that I haven't experienced a huge amount of changes in my life, but here they are, and they just keep coming. They'll keep coming for a while, I'm sure, but humans are known for their ability to adapt, so I'll just keep adapting like everyone else.