Unwelcome Sound

Okay, so I never finished that last post.
I have had a horrendous week. I have been sick for a month, and am so exhausted.
But, basically, I think I am applying to university. Despite my protesting for four years that I didn't want to go, I think I am actually going to go.
I have fallen in love with the idea of studying Creative Writing with English Literature.
I am quite scared of moving away though, I've never lived away from home. But, as far as I can tell, all the decent courses are in Wales.
It is stupid for me to be so apprehensive at twenty-one?
What if I'm not capable of doing the course? What if I don't meet anyone there, don't make any friends? What if I hate it, and I've spent all that money? What if I can't cope being away from home? I know I need to get away from 'home' [this place has never felt like my home], stop being smothered by my family, but through all the talk of getting away and being my own person for the first time, am I really ready to do it?