for the first time in months, today i think that maybe there's hope for me.. maybe i can do it, i can live. maybe it's worth it.. this morning i went to visit an eating disorders clinic, they want me to join their inpatient program for a few months. and problably i will. maybe i can get over all this shit. maybe i can be finally happy... i feel relieved now, don't know how much it will last, but i'm glad today i don't feel that bad..