I used to have "asthma". I had to take inhalers, one was blue, one was purple. I just sort of grew out of that somehow..
My best friend was recently diagnosed with Chrones disease though. Now he has to take like 10 pills a day or something.. I feel really bad for him.
My other friend has asbergers (I don't know how to spell that one, sorry) But it's never really effected him, he seems perfectly normal. That's part of the reason I don't like to talk about my problems. I don't have any "diagnosed disorders" because I never tell anyone about any suspicions I have that there's something wrong with me. at one point I was terrified I had cancer and I had to deal with that fear all by myself because I was too embarrassed/afraid to tell anyone I knew. (I still don't know. I probably don't though. I get paranoid about things a lot too. My biggest concern over the years has been my paranoid suspicion that I have Bipolar disorder. Anyone who wants to can go ahead and call me out as an attention seeker or a drama queen if you feel the need. That's why I don't tell anyone I know. I don't want them to think of me as weak or insensitive like that. I don't want to be diagnosed either. The uncertainty is better because about 50% of the time, I feel great and all my worries are just pushed into the back of my mind for later. If I was diagnosed with it, then I might have to take pills and I would probably get special treatment. I don't want that. I want to succeed in life without having any more of an advantage than anyone else and I do NOT want anyone's sympathy. On the other side of the coin, if I were diagnosed to not have any problems, I would no longer have anything to blame for the way I always feel.
What's actually wrong? nothing very serious. I find it kind of hard to actually really trust people. I always worry about people letting me down or myself letting other people down. I often put myself into hypocritical situations because one day, I might feel great and say something but then the next day I could just feel completely shit and tired and terrible and contradict what I said before. What usually happens is that I feel fantastic and in control of my life and even if I should be feeling bad about something, I don't let it get to me but I have too much energy and I can't sleep, I stay up too late ( I have stayed up until about 5 a.m. for the last 2 weeks) but as result of that, I start to get more and more tired until I find it hard to deal with things and I just kind of lose the will to do anything. Being single doesn't help any of this of course. But hey, I can't blame anyone for not wanting to put up with such an inconsistent person.
Anyway, that's me. If you think badly of me now, it's your choice. I'm sorry for not having a "real disease".
Edit: When I was going through my friend's disorders I forgot to mention my OTHER best friend who has anxiety problems (diagnosed) (and is bullied about it) From what they say, it doesn't sound like a pleasant experience and it pains me to think that people out there actually intentionally make things like that worse..