I do believe that a bunch are real
I have suffered from depression but I fought my way out of it and because of that, I lose all respect for people who kill themselves because of depression, namely kurt kobain, he had more to live for than just about anybody else and he just threw it all away, I just can't listen to nirvana the same anymore
but then there's ADD and ADHD
I have to call bullshit on those two, I was diagnosed with ADHD when I was 5
I never took any medicine, my grandparents whipped my ass until I stopped being a little shit
it was almost exactly like the south park commercial for curing ADD

a lot of them are, it makes the rest of them look bad.

Depression is precisely as physically real as a brain tumor. The very notion of mental illness not existing is insane.

Go on then, debate.

You're not funny.

You think you're fucking funny?

no u

mental disorders are imaginary

It mostly depends on how you define it though.
For example, if you imagine something, it's inside your head.
If it's a mental thing, it's also inside your head. In other words, it's similar, yet not quite the same, but can easily be misinterpreted.

And I understand his feels somewhat. I have a female friend who has been raped by a group of guys (who later got caught, then went free because they were illegal in the country and that makes them immune in Belgium). Since then, she has a trauma of men with a brownish skin color. (unrelated to racism, related to a trauma), and avoids them with tremendous fear whenever she sees even a single one walking in the street. It's gotten to the point where she barely goes out, except when she's with at least four friends.

Traumas aren't a joking matter. Or 'fake'. It's something that can land a crippling blow on your mental health, and leave a scar no physical injury could match, for the pain won't ever heal entirely, and will leave you limp for the rest of your days.

something less physical happened to me that has left me with many mental problems. In Elementary school I had bad anxiety, but took pills to make it go away. I had gotten used to not using pills and was almost completely over the anxiety disorder. I had a crush on a girl in my 5th grade class and gave her a Heart shaped box of chocolates on Valentines day. But then everyone started teasing me, even my parents "HE LOVES HER HE LOVES HER". I also had a bit of a social disorder, so the teasing made me relapse back into all of that.

When Middle school came around all my elementary school friends abandoned me and treated me like I didnt exist. All but two, but they had been friends with me since before I was ever in school. We were like brothers.

But then High school came around and my last two friends I had abandoned me as well developing the complex that they were "too cool" for me or something.

So now here I am, 3rd semester of college, crippling anxiety and social disorders. No one knows of them, and my grades are starting to completely fall apart. Already been dropped from two classes because my anxiety causes me to have a bit of a panic when I get overwhelmed by work loads. I also have no close friends.

aint life a bitch.