Heya hon, I'm offering my deepest sympathies to you coz can totally relate, as I also have an eating disorder/OCD and am ****TING myself about the drastic changes to my daily routines that are going to happen. Honest to God, sometimes I wonder if I'm autistic I get so bogged down in details and upset when things change. But no, that can't be right - I was always very ritualistic as a kid, but only got this bad when I got to a low weight (affects brain mentality) so I know this isn't the real me.
Anyways, what I'm trying to wafflingly say, is although my fears may differ slightly from yours, as would be expected, I can understand where you're coming from in terms of fears about uni. I'm scared of the usual things other students worry about - meeting new people, whether they'll like me, the workload, accomodation issues, etc. But on top of that, I'm cacking myself about having to find a new supermarket to shop in, whether I can get the same food as I do at home, how I'll have to adjust my exercise routines, whether people are gonna hate me for the anal, stubborn, self-righteous perfectionist that I know I am. My Mom hates my personality as it is and constantly wishes I would go back to who I was before I got ill. Try taking away the memories of my abusers and the feelings of loss of self-control, and maybe I might not go back to being who I was as a kid - we can never do that - but I'd love to evolve into a more positive, mature, flexible ADULT who's at peace with herself. Perhaps you can understand how this feels too?
Gooc luck at Uni - do what I'm doing, and try to keep your eyes fixed on the basketball court and the hoop above your head, not just the ball clutched in your hands. I just made that analogy up on the spot, it sucks....basically, keep your head focused on the big picture, not getting bogged down in the little details like me!