DS goes on Saturday, but he is really not looking forward to it and is scared about the whole thing. I feel like a shit mum, tbh, like I am putting him to the sword, forcing him to do something he doesn't want to do. (I know this is irrational: DS is not being forced to do anything, he could still halt the process if he wanted to, even at this late stage).
The issue here is that DS got his firm, but decided at the last minute to 'trade-up' to a university with a more highly-regarded degree, which his grades allowed him to do through UCAS. He immediately regretted what he'd done and wishes he'd stuck with his original firm. He could take a year out, but has no real plans, and his grades, whilst respectable, don't give him a rock-solid guarantee of getting a more congenial offer by going back through UCAS.
DH and I think he can make a go of it, but it's a bit of a mess, and I'm just sad that we don't have all the happy anticipation and excitement that a family would usually have around sending a DC to university. 😥
Sorry to be such a downer, and good luck to everyone else who is behaving normally and rationally!